Autumn Eyes, Spring Hearts

 Her eyes were the color of autumn leaves, and they felt just as fleeting.Her presence was the first day of spring and her laugh was the rare rain in the deserts.I was the north star and she was the moon. We were destined to be close,destined to be separate.Our story may have come to an end but what we had between us will never be over.I can't change our destinies but I can pray. I can pray to meet her again. I can pray to feel her soft hands again and finally I can pray to see into her starry eyes again. Is it possible God? Is it possible to bend destiny? Can you do it for me? Can you wash my sins with your divinity? Can you forgive me for my mistakes and return her to me?

We danced like no one was watching, even though everyone was.He pulled me close and kissed me on my soft cheeks and there was nothing anyone could do. we danced all night and finally left the floor to go to the roof to gaze into the starry sky. we promised the fading moon that this love will last longer than her and her twinkling friends combined and just then the best moment of my life announced itself.He bent down on his knees and with the sweetest of smile he took out a beautiful ring and proposed. With my shaking voice and my quivering lips I said yes and we embraced each other with all our strength.

Her laughter felt like the first day of spring.Her short hair, her average height her glowing skin and every thing else was screaming the word " Perfect". Yes Perfect, she was Perfect. She was the one my heart asked to talk, to hug, to kiss, but as beautiful she was, she wasn't mine. She was the flower that blossomed at the peak of spring and I was the dry autumn leaf on the ground ready to be lit to provide warmth to it's assassin.Why are we so different? Why can't I be the fruit you crave? Why can't I be your favorite star of the sky? Why do we have to be separate? Why the roads our destinies take a different turn every time we come close?All I know is that I love you and no one is going to take you away from me not even destiny or God.

The first time I saw her, she was crying in the rain.I wanted to go to her and ask her what happened but my feet failed me. It was not anything new for me for my feet are used to it. The moment something beautiful arrives at my door I shut it out. Why do I do it you ask. Well I don't know.I probably has to do something with my brain. It hates to see my heart beat to unknown rhythms. It has made my soul pass away and my heart a prisoner. The only reason it's hasn't broken free yet is because the brain knows how to give it the exact amount of sleep and dopamine that it survives thinking it's in a utopia.But behind this battle, my body is the one that's truly suffering.

He walked in like he owned the world, but he only owned my heart. How many times do I have to turn my head back and glance at him for him to realize I'm in love with him? Sometimes I wonder if he'll ever love me back. Will our story ever reach its resolution? Will he ever understand why I laugh at his every joke? Will he ever understand why I sit beside him whenever I get the chance? How aloof can a person be? Or maybe he just doesn't care. He is smart, handsome, and rich, and maybe that's why he thinks he doesn't need anything else. But how can a person be so afraid of love?He has rejected my open arms so many times, and at this point, I've decided to never offer him anything again—let alone my heart. If it's not written in the stars, then let it be.

He whispered my name like it was a secret only we shared.He caressed my hair slowly and kissed my lips gently.He embraced me like he the world was ending next day.He looked at me like the poets look at the stars when bored.He is the dusk to my dawn and the one who can recognize my shadow even in the dark.He is my love and I'm his life. We are together even when we're apart and share the same heart.Our love is magic, it's art.