Talk

Hey, come on in.

Thanks. Sorry I was a bit late.

No, you're totally fine.

Okay.

You can sit down if you want.

Alright.

Alright....

Can I have a drink of water?

Oh, yes! Of course!

Thanks.

Here....

.....

...You said you wanted to talk.

I...yeah. Yeah, I do.

Okay...

I just don't know what to say.

That would be a problem if you want to talk.

There's just feelings inside me that I need to get out but don't know how.

Sometimes I create feelings in others that they themselves can't explain.

Cars.

You know me so well.

I know. I like you so well too.

If that can even make sense.

Of course it makes sense, I said it.

Anyway, back to why you came?

Ah, yes... I just... I.... There's so much I want to say.

I know. I know. I'm the same way.

Maybe it just doesn't need to be said.

No, it needs to be said. I need to hear it. You know that.

Yes. Yes I know that.

Okay.

Okay.

I'm waiting.

How long?

Until you're ready.

--P.A.

Clear

Don't worry your precious head none. I'm here. You're here. Here we can stay for a little while and relish the tastes in our mouths of the words exchanged and the thoughts laid out on the table for consumption. We'll live each moment like our last, and when we are in the future we'll be happy that this is our past. We'll be happy. So don't fret, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. You're going somewhere though. That's why I fret. Except I don't. Because it will all be okay. It will all be okay. In fact, it will be better than okay. Just wait and see.
See the sky? It's blue, and there are stars out there. You can't see them right now, but they're there. I promise. Sometimes I want to tell you that it will be like that. You can't always see me, but I promise I'm there. You won't always see me, but I promise I will be there. Just like the stars. Or the sun. Because sometimes you can't see the sun, just the reflection of it's light on the moon. Maybe I'm the moon, reflecting the light you give me. Maybe I'm the stars. Maybe I'm just the air you breathe in. Constant and essential. Because you are. You are lots of things to me. And someday you will understand and I will understand and it will all be clear.

 

--P.A.

Better

My eyelids try to close as I sit, exhaustion my close companion. But the exhaustion is worth it.
My thoughts are buzzing too loud for sleep, my fingers itching to move.
It has to be expressed; how I feel has to be expressed. I need you to know, need you to understand.
But I don't know what to say. My thoughts are too vivid for words, the written language inadequate for the expression of  feelings.
And I find no remedy to my problem.

For hours, days, I have tried. Tried to think of the words, our words. Maybe my vocabulary is too limited, and there is just no limit to how I feel.

Sometimes I'm sitting alone. My thoughts drift, you being on the top and inside of each.
I start to smile.
Someone walks by:
"Why are you smiling?"
"For a good reason."
That's my usual answer.
But Sometimes I use your name.
Because you are a good reason. We are a good reason. A good reason to be happy, a good reason to be better.
I'm a better person because of you.

--P.A.

Promises

Please keep your promises.

They mean a lot to me. And you mean a lot to me. All of you.

So please keep them.

Keep them long, keep them softly, keep them thoroughly.

Because if you do then we'll both be happier.

We'll both be safer.

We'll both be better.

A promise is more than just some words with a meaning behind them. It's a contract. If broken it breaks more than just trust. It breaks bones, people, thoughts. It hurts and stings and is hard to get over, no matter the subject of promise.
But if kept... if kept a promise can be a beautiful arrangement. It can allow growth, happiness, relaxation. Less stress flows and more smiles begin to show through the fear.

 It's cute, what kept promises can do to relationships, to people. 

--P.A.