Our world was indestructible.
I rested secure in the knowledge
That we could survive anything;
Together … forever…
Spinning around the sun daily
Happily frolicking
Hand in hand …
If I was the world,
You were the moon;
Illuminating my darkness,
Controlling the tides of emotion,
Ensuring the balance.
Then a meteor struck
It came from the uncharted depths
Of space:
A celestial traveler
Colliding with our little world..
Smashing into the ocean of our love.
Tidal waves crashed over our shores
Drowning our perfect world
In a sea of uncertainty.
When she struck
It was out of the blue.
Our very world…
Exploded…
The air thickened
Our atmosphere, once sustaining,
Became clogged with confusion
I couldn’t breathe .
Maybe it was inevitable.
Now I find that to survive
I must go.
The center has shifted,
Become unbalanced.
I’m sorry…
Our love was the dinosaurs,
She the meteor.
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For anyone who felt secure in the bubble of contented love only to have their world shattered when someone crashed it. Unlike the dinosaurs - survive. Rise. Rebuild.
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
Never mind. I give up.
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