Horror movies and Bluetooth, we used to ride all night, to the vibes of a night summer breeze and a twinkle in our eyes. You joked with me and made fun of me, I called you names in attempt to vibe with you. Our only way of showing love, our systems faltered. Unconditional love was that of a mystery. A mystery we couldn’t figure out. I know if you could take it all back you would look beyond that mystery and show all the unconditional love you had. You would tell me your darkest times and tell me where your light resides. For you are open now, you found yourself, you are complete.
Returning back to your love was like a journey filled with checkpoints. Every checkpoint marked the source for a new kind of arrangement. An arrangement built in lessons and achievement. Every achievement catapulted me to a new form of consciousness, a new form of escaping the mind bringing me closer and closer to your love. As I got closer, I sensed that the love was not the same. It still had the same intensity, and many of the same feelings and emotions, but it was different. More mature, more grounded, more independent. Purer to say the least. Maybe this was the reason we didn’t settle before, maybe this is the reason I journeyed for you and when I say you I mean me, because I wasn’t ready and neither were you. It took me climbing a mountain, swimming and ocean, and camping in a typhoon to understand and reach the core to your love. A small glimpse of hope, faith, was what kept me going and there is nothing I would take back from it all. Your love is a totem pole, standing tall in the roughest storms. Returning back to your love is nothing less than extraordinary.