Spiral

“The path isn’t always a straight line: it’s a spiral. You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths”- Barry.H.Gillespie

The beginning is always the worst place to start, however it seems to be the only thing that expresses the correct chronological order of events in which we destroy ourselves so fully. All it took for her to be completely and utterly in love with him was a simple phone call, interrupting her daily Vampire Diaries binge session. Her heart was happy and her smile could’ve broken her face with the way it sat upon her lips. So full and beaming so radiantly, she begun her unconditional love for him and secretly he felt the same. The adventures that followed were filled with laughter and hand holding. Even at the end of one specific adventure, a stolen kiss was taken from her lips. Every night she would tell her best friend every detail, not sparing anything from what happened.

Then he got busy, their adventures started to slow down and rarely happened anymore and they grew distant. It broke her heart the night he broke things off in order to protect their hearts from further turmoil. Blaming distance and lost contact for the reason behind it, she began to lose herself. The nights got colder without his embrace, her liver was punished brutally to try and numb the pain. She disappeared without a trace most nights and would worry people who loved her. But without him, life just wasn’t something she wanted to experience alone. To go from a burning, passionate love, to a cold and harsh loneliness scarred her soul.

She began to sober herself and he began to trust that she wouldn’t hurt him like the others did. She broke the ice and made it known that she needed him in her life and he agreed almost instantly. The adventures began again and the love was coming back, however both were uncertain what to call it as it felt like love, without the label behind those four letters. They were free with each other, not tied downed to one another. Making life easier on them both, he agreed to help clean her broken heart and together they are still slowly picking up the pieces he once let fall to the floor.