A secret room, a locked room within my heart, guarded never before entered and somehow he had discovered it. My heart had betrayed me, revealing to him its secret. No one before him had ever ventured this far inside, I had never allowed it. Before I knew it, he had placed the key within the lock, the tumblers fell into place, the door unlocked, opened and inside he stepped. I don't know the moment it happened, only that it happened. I've tried many times to remember just when it happened but I honestly can't for the life of me, I only know that it happened. A feeling never known before, a feeling never felt before washed over me. I had fooled myself into believing I had felt it, known it, and had, rather was living it, but this was different, nothing compared, nothing before had prepared me for this. I had fell in love with my best friend.
5 comments:
Wow, that's pretty powerful prose.
Ah Steven, my heart may be in shambles, but it's better to love and lost than never loved at all.
Wow, you're beautiful.
john: thank you for the kind words.
jetboy, never stop loving, my friend -- and always remember my super glue of friendship is always here to help mend your broken heart.
wow, this leaves me somehow speechless
woe, it is so nice to hear from you, hope all is well.
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