Do you remember the first time I said I love you? I remember…the feeling came over me and the only words I could use were those three to sum up how I felt. It was new, fresh and without history. I felt happy, invisible and sure that this was forever…
Our hearts were one. They synchronize. I enjoyed all of you and you me. What happened? Why did we lose our magic? Was there ever really magic?
We made mistakes that wore on our relationship. Years passed and here we are talking about the imperfections. Like America, our relationship is filled with distractions that keep us away from the truth. We are so consumed with more that we never nurture what we have.
Aren’t we suppose to be a well oiled machine? At this time can’t we live the dream? It seems that we are always pursuing happiness and never experiencing it. Will we ever get our house in order?
I believe in love. I thought we had unconditional love but the reality…we are human. Maybe we are not suppose to fall out of love at the same time? Maybe we are to believe that at the end of this conflict we will be stronger? As time passes, I don’t feel the same. I think our love should be stronger. Shouldn’t it?
Am I caught up with the fantasy of love? The politics of love? Does “I love you” mean how much I can put up with you? Does it mean a true understanding of your spirit? Does it represent an unexplainable expression?
I’ve always wanted to reach that level where I know we will have great conversation in our old age. You…my best friend and I yours. A special connection that is created from our journey. Maybe it is not the life challenges that we experience but our reaction to them.
Are we seeking the impossible or at the point of discovering what our elders know? Are we discovering true love? Do I love you? Do you love me? Can we really be…together?
Many relationships go through changes but I guess the point is to make each of us stronger. Love takes time. Like anything great it takes work.