I would have stayed there forever

Join one of our Marketing Assistants on a reflective journey as they unravel the intricate web of love and desire.

I would have stayed there forever, if you'd allowed me to. Tracing infinity signs along the curve of your shoulder blade as the morning light turned your olive skin to honey...gazing at the future as if it wore your face...loving you when I had the words to express it, and even more so when I lacked them. 

Death would have claimed me before my love for you waned, but I would have stayed there forever on the last page that you smiled at me — forgetting how to leave, just in case you remembered how to return.

But there was never enough time, nor space, for the enormity of my desire in your heart. I could have weaved all the love in the world into our tapestry and you still would have sought out all its loose threads — piling them all into a corner of your heart that you never let me touch, hoping your silence would alchemise your resentment but punishing me when it all festered instead. 

So I’ll go, but only because you want me to. I’ll stop trying to decipher your silence like it’s a language I’m supposed to understand. I’ll pack up my love, plead only the stars now, and let the ache settle in my bones to spare you the guilt of placing it there. Because I would rather grieve you a thousand times over, tracing my hopes along every alternate version of events that could've kept you by my side, than ever reach for a hand that let go of me so ruthlessly. 

I hope that when love finds me again, it will have no eagerness to leave. I hope that love will return to me in someone who’ll see all of me, and stay.