Whispers to the Dark
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Love
What do you do when someone waltzes into your troubled life and grabs one of the seats in your heart without you noticing? While notoriously good at romantic love, the other forms are a bit alien to me. Like you. You smile and it causes a burst of light in my mind that blots out the rest of the world and yet I hardly know you. What if I told you how I felt, would you understand? Or would you overcomplicate it? Maybe I'm uncertain just how complicated it is, and want to grapple with it a while longer.
Uncertainty
I don't know you. I try, but you remain a mystery from me, even though we've known each other for so long. I think you love me, more than I could ever possibly love you, and the ironic chain of events that that represents isn't lost on me. If it is true, any sense of injustice I might possess is washed away by my own inability to reciprocate. Maybe one day you will tell me, either way.
Friendship
I hope you know that you are important to me, special. I'm not even sure why, a chance meeting caused by a fulcrum of love. I hope you and I don't collide, that when I judge you you won't hate me for it. That you will be kind to me, as I try to be to you, even though I may find your actions despicable. I see in you someone who just needs people to be kind to them. Far too used to really shallow interaction, your eyes cry out for people who won't hurt you on a whimsy. I hope you don't mistake my actions for that.
Youth
You are very much like me. I rebel against it, your immaturity sometimes overwhelming me with frustration, but we are so alike you and I. I'm not even certain just exactly how I feel about you, but I would be very surprised if you weren't in my life in the future, somehow in the very least.
Currently Listening: Futureheads - Hounds of Love (Phones' Wolves at the Door Remix)