When you fell in love with me it was the most exhilarating life-style. We're fabulous and none could tell us that we were just two ordinary people swooning.
People spoke of remembering the beginning of their own-- comparing their moments to ours the same places the same people, but to be honest I never believed a syllable they whispered our way.
Anyone can recreate a master piece and say it is identical in every single way. Though the painter will always look quite different and their detailed feelings for each stroke will be the same as a grain of sand compared to a humpback whale.
These people see love as an comparison story where they can take notes and read books: how to deal with happiness or depression what this means for her and him, it's the exact same thing for their own relationship.
I simply smile at these folks they will always wander the grounds behind us seeking out thoughts about how to deal with each other. To them I give a full smile, where my eyes crinkle at the corners giving them some peace.
As I take your hand and tell you about the beach where we watched whales jump out of the water and land all over the sand.
I wanted to write a poem about a family and having one of the family memebers wanting to attempt to commit suicide and the struggle they all faced together, but separate, but it just didn't come to me. Maybe another time.