We Met Where It Was Purple

October 12th, 2022

7 years since we met. I remember the magnolia trees and the tank top you wore. My mother acting like letting me leave was her biggest regret. And yet.  

I was captivated by the light in your eyes and the emotion in your smirk. So much power in one person, like a storm compressed into a single point. I had no idea what I was doing, whether this would work. And yet.

The purple of our school brought out the green in your eyes. My thoughts made you laugh, as ridiculous as my mind was. But the moment soured when you accused me of telling lies. And yet. 

7 years since we met, but only 6 of those as friends. I became your thorn, the topic of your drunken rambles. I couldn’t make sense of the many different ends. And yet. 

I never stopped loving you, even as you froze me out. A confusing place to be, craving and fearing every moment in your presence. My heart continued aching as my mind was plagued with doubt. And yet. 

You came back, unexpectedly enough. Saying that you’d waited for me to grow up. We were close again, and so I was happy again. And yet. 

You wanted me to cave, as I’d caved so many times before.You’d always said I should stand up for myself, that I was a people pleaser. What made this different, was it because you thought I was your yes man at the core? There is no yet this time. 

Every dusk the tide changed, flowing towards that inescapable fight.Am I soft as a reed or stubborn as a mountain, I can’t be both. 7 years and yet we fell apart, because you thought my love was your right.