Blind Love Is Somber Love

18 Dec

Sitting around a campfire, she tells me about him.

“Can you believe we have been together for seven years?” She asks smiling.

“We were high school sweet hearts…” her voice fades as the heat from the fire

illuminates her eyes. She doesn’t look like a woman who is happy and in love.

“Where is he tonight?” I ask with a reassuring smile.

“Oh, we are taking some time apart,” she shrugs. “But it has always been

this way, and he always comes back to me.” I stare silently into the fire, knowing

what it feels like to be the one who loves more and is loved less. Much less.

“Maybe the point isn’t that he always comes back,” I say, turning to

look at her. “Maybe the point is, he always leaves.”

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3 Responses to “Blind Love Is Somber Love”

  1. TanyaD December 19, 2013 at 4:09 pm #

    I love how its, so intense and yet its so innocent 🙂

  2. taurusingemini December 20, 2013 at 7:59 am #

    And it makes you wonder, W-H-Y anybody would be willing to TRAP oneself inside that sort of a relationship, sure, after he’d left, he’d always come back, but, how can one feel satisfied, being someone’s “backup” like that?

  3. hannahlantana January 2, 2014 at 2:39 pm #

    “Maybe the point is, he always leaves.” So powerful.

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