Me Myself and You

Loving you, it was never a decision made by “Myself”.

I didn’t want to care or to be someone’s world. I liked being a loner and an anti- social person. I enjoyed my controlled blessed solitude and the unbroken silences that pour my soul out.

Then you appeared and it just took place in “me”, with every small talks we held, with every second we invested and with the few moments of vulnerability we shared.

You strengthened my belief in soul mate’s existence. I feel like you know me like no one has before. You read my mind like the words are written on my eyelids.

When I talk to you , I feel like our souls are getting merged since you are not only listening but also staring into my eyes, peeping my tone, taking note of my use of words, checking out my body language and mostly hearing what I don’t say. You deeply understand my complexity and sensitivity.

Naked and bare, there is absolutely nowhere to hide with you and I feel like I’m seen like never before.

You filled my mind during my various emotional states and senses, sad or happy, asleep or awake, and I don’t know how to prevent it.

I Tried many time to erase the feeling for you, but it’s like an absolute necessity that makes everything I think about, is you!

To be honest, I don’t want to stop it. I want to let it run wild and make me believe there is a life somewhere waiting for us, in another world perhaps.

But in reality “Myself” ends up taking control over “me” and pushing you away, simply because I feared the geniality of my own feelings.

Now, you seem so far away and I’m regretting “myself’s” decisions over and over again.

So to live my life without your shadow, I’ll keep saying goodbye to your existence, my own fantasy and your unspoken intentions, or maybe I never listened.

I wasn’t paying attention because I was too busy trying to make sense of the captivating piece of art that you are.

With an unhearted mind and unthoughtful Heart, I decide to let you go, not because I give up on you, but rather accepting that there are things that just cannot be.

However, there is something rare in you that I won’t find elsewhere. You showed that emotional intimacy does exist without any physical intimacy and that a mental connection can give birth to an emotional one.

People call it vibes and I call it telepathic love, you only whisper few words, yet everything you desire to say is not only heard, but felt.

Friendship, flirtationship, or a relationship; it’s impossible to “me” to explain what exist between us, and I wouldn’t dare try.

I wouldn’t tell you how the fire started, and still not sure how and why it ended. But in between I loved you. “Myself” is Certain.

Me : represents my heart

Myself : represents my EGO

You : That Special Person

By The Black Pearl