My Tears

It was a cold winter day when we met, two lonely birds in a barren field. Even now I remember how sweetly she spoke, and how many years passed in those three hours. It didn't start as...love, neither of us really wanted that, we simply enjoyed the company of another spirit, lost in this maze called life.

One day, she drew near me, more than usual, she nestled into my chest and I was smitten. It was a sensation unlike any other, feeling wanted, needed, loved. It was like my whole world came to a halt, simply baffled by that experience. Soon, occasional meetings turned into every other day. The more we met, the more we desired to meet, and so, every other day became every day.

It was March, in the first week or so, that we met up one night. She was having a good day, and I was having a good day too. I guess ever since meeting her, I've only had good days, no matter how bad they went. On that fateful day, we met under a cloudy sky, overlooking cliffs and hills in the distance. The sound of water was being drowned out by her beautiful song, her breathing. I had to steel my nerves for a moment, but I decided to tell her. I told her a lot more than initially planned, but, that's life sometimes.

She didn't deny me, but she didn't say yes at first. She simply asked for time, she didn't pull away, she didn't claim something or another. So I gave her time and the next day she was the happiest person on earth, even if a little embarrassed.

Now, we fly together, we nest together, we sing together. I would not want anyone else.