Like if I somehow fail at Meteorology I will be a hardcore novelist.
Let me draw that parallel,
When you first stumble, it’s mostly an accident; you trip over a bump, maybe ran too fast and tripped over yourself. Well, when you first meet someone who you end up being attracted to, it’s always an accident. You never plan on seeing them for the first time and having that whole moment engrained in your memory by some unconscious notion that the person you just met will end up meaning a great deal to you.
Then you finally realize that you’ve stumbled. Fear strikes every core of your being. You never realized how much you love the sight of blue eyes until you looked at theirs, or how you wish you could listen to them talk all day because you love the sound of their voice. The little quirks they pull, like the kind of sarcasm that make you want to punch a wall or how they make your face blush just by cracking a smile. When you realize how much this affects you, it’s terrifying. It’s as if you’ve been taken over by some sort of divine action that just causes your thoughts to wander to them whatever chance they can get.
Then it’s the actual fall. Free falling. When you’ve became victim to your weakness, and the moment where that weakness becomes your strength. Because who else allows themselves that vulnerability? It takes a brave heart to allow that.
At last, this crossroad that divides the outcome between that sought for happy ending, or the disappointment that wearily plays through the melodies of broken hearts. You will either find yourself laying on the ground, in pain and unfortunately, alone. You’ll be in a place where you have to pick yourself back up and repair what’s been damage.
Yet even though that is usually the outcome, in some cases, someone happens to be there to catch you right before you hit the ground. The moment you realize that, your heart races from the security you’ve just received. You are so joyed by the fact that someone was there for you. Realizing that someone loves you in return; has that first encounter engrained in their memory, notices how vibrant your eyes are or the fact that you blush like crazy…it’s one of the most secure feelings in the world.
And that is worth the fall.
Don’t be vague about your response.
Because if you miss that chance to let them know that you feel the same way, just because you were scared…
You’ll regret it.
Last weekend was so amazing I can’t competently put it into words.
So I’ll leave it at that.Wordless.