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Pitter-patter on the pavement
Jul. 25th, 2010 10:59 pmIt's been rainy and overcast ever since yesterday when I dropped Matt's stuff off at his place and we said our goodbyes. My life is a bad movie.
I find myself wondering if a perfect diamond should be discarded just because it won't fit in my ring. Such a beautiful, precious artifact that matches me perfectly yet one I will never be able to wear like I'd always dreamed of. It's late and my metaphors suck, but what I know for certain is that losing the only person who has fitted me like a glove - and likely the only person who will ever fit so well - has stripped me of all the hopes and aspirations I had.
I can't see the point in even picking up a pencil without having my darling by my side. Finding a friend with that sort of connection combined with shining qualities would have been rare, but to find a love like that, I feel, is once in a lifetime.
I find myself wondering if a perfect diamond should be discarded just because it won't fit in my ring. Such a beautiful, precious artifact that matches me perfectly yet one I will never be able to wear like I'd always dreamed of. It's late and my metaphors suck, but what I know for certain is that losing the only person who has fitted me like a glove - and likely the only person who will ever fit so well - has stripped me of all the hopes and aspirations I had.
I can't see the point in even picking up a pencil without having my darling by my side. Finding a friend with that sort of connection combined with shining qualities would have been rare, but to find a love like that, I feel, is once in a lifetime.
