We’re sitting in your car and I tell you, I love you, but you already know. You know that because you can see the way I look at you, the way I laugh with every muscle in my body.
So this doesn’t change our fate.
I look look at you, holding your hand in mine. It feels so natural, this will not change the outcome of our future though.
I tell you I’m afraid to be with you. I’m afraid because I am in love with you too much and I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle it.
If I take you right now to be mine, it will only be you and me on the road ahead. Our colours clash, these man made colours of skin, yet
here is my heart beating for you.
I tell you ours is a dangerous love, a Shakespearean love, only leading to death of each of us.
You already know this though, you’ve told me a million times before in tears. My chest has been a handkerchief to many of your watering eyes.
You already know me and you being together will burn bridges, yet like the moon yearns for her love the sun, you yearn for me too, as I do for you.
Yet, that won’t change the ending. This confession won’t change the ending in stored for you and me.
The moon is bright, the sky is dark and clear. It’s a perfect engagement of dark and white, just like you and I.
I lean in, you meet half way, right at the border were our lips would meet.
I am looking into your eyes, this is something I’ve wanted to do since..
We kiss. I kiss you. We melt in each other. You kiss me. There’s nothing else except you, me, the moon, the dark sky, inside a little car at the parking lot.
The future now changes