Remeber that one night in New York City?

September 29, 2021 chirino700 Poems 0

I wrote this poem after such a night in New York City, the night, the very night when I finally understood that I loved her. And she was on the other side of the hotel room, getting ready to lay down, and I couldn’t even look her way because I felt like I would drown. We had been friends for so long, there were so many implications. This was never meant to happen. I knew that it was a simple impossibility, like a bird wanting to fly upside down. And yet, the feeling was there, the night was there, it had imprinted on me, every second of it, and I could no longer deny it. I loved her. It was never going to happen, but I loved her.

And the universe will sometimes surprise you, and those surprises are sometimes pleasant, and little did I know when I wrote this poem, which I had to write to keep the balloon inside my chest from exploding, that in 3 years’ time she would be mine, ring and everything, and next November we shall be going back to New York City, to relive the moments we already had together, this time, outside the walls of my imagination.

Never stop believing. Never stop dreaming. Sometimes the Universe works in mysterious ways.