I am You and You are Me

 

My Sweetheart, 

My mind is never empty of your thoughts...

I think about you... 

Actually I don't do it, it just happens on its own... 

 I pick up my old blue diary to write about nature or the clouds,Or the moon and stars, or how the rain makes me dance...

I take the pen in one hand and take it closer to the soft surface of my lips and start thinking.... 

Before I even know it, I find myself lost in your thoughts....

So I shake my head side to side and smile and tell myself "Focus Canis, Focus" 

And I start writing about how I feel when I walk in nature...

And how do I feel when I find myself flying and being able to touch the stars in the light of a full moon... 

After I finish my first draft, I always read it.... So, I move my hair from one shoulder to another....

And I, gently, slide away a wisp of hair, a bit closer to my lips, with my index finger...

I take a sip of coffee and clear my throat... 

I take a deep breath and start looking at what I've scribbled on in my diary.... 

And so I read....

" Dear diary I felt Happy today.... I walked into nature and he held my hand..." 

"What ? Why did I mention him here I was supposed to write about myself" I talk to myself in amazement...

I look at the page again and rub my eyes with the tip of my fingers and read some more....

"I hiked a mountain today and sat there on a rock... He held my hands there while I kept my head on his shoulder... We made shapes in the clouds... We enjoyed looking at a mama sheep feeding her lamb... We talked to the shepherds who were young adults taking care of the whole flock... we giggled at the butterflies... We lived a perfect life in those two hours and not even for a second we thought about having skin... We talked and talked and laughed and laughed... We laughed until our stomach started hurting... He looked in my eyes for like 15 minutes and reassured me of the wonderful future we are gonna have together under a sky that will completely be only ours, the moon that will only glow upon both of us" 

I put the pen aside and start turning the pages back and forth in confusion... 

But after a while I smile because I see you on every page I have ever written about myself for I know one thing for sure that 'I am you, and you are me' 

You are like a final touch to a master piece though my life was never perfect but you coming to it, made it a masterpiece and became its final touch...

You are my candle which I love more than any other light in the world...

You are my moon and star...

You are my night that relaxes me and the day that makes me wake up daily...

I giggle once again and keep the diary aside and start looking at you... For I see you and feel you every where... You are my peace... My Anam Cara 🧡