Entry #2
To imagine waking up without you would be like living in a nightmare. I'd be desperately looking for ways to wake myself up.
Suddenly, I no longer recognize the people around me and I have no idea where I am or where I should go. It's as if everyone else is but a silhouette until I find you. Until I watch your lips utter my name. Until I look into your eyes and see my own soul. Until I touch your face and feel the warmth of your heart.
To imagine waking up without you would be like drowning in the open sea. I'd be clawing my way up the surface and I'd be gasping as much air as I can.
Suddenly, the ocean is not as comforting as it used to be. It's as if the once tranquil and calming waves are now eating me alive. And I can't breathe until you hold out your hand. Until you pull me out of the water and secure me in your embrace. Until our lips touch and we share the same breath. Until you touch my heart and make it live again.
To imagine waking up without you is simply a loss of imagination. I'd be walking in the deafening silence of a world without passion.
Suddenly, the world is dark, and dull, and the only color I can see is the blue in my heart. And it will ache for you, and it will long for you until I know you're close enough for me to hear your heartbeat. Until I hear your laugh and it fills my soul. Until I know I won't have to imagine waking up without you because the promise of always would finally be happening.
The promise of loving you always and in all ways happened on this day, a year ago. And from that day on I was sure that the only things I'm going to have to imagine are mornings next to you and goodnight kisses for the rest of our lives.
Words by - Ariadne Louise Floresca