Who would’ve known that two simple words could hold such power, such depth, such misery?
Two simple words which didn’t merely slip from the surface of your tongue, which didn’t merely linger on your lips. But words which are whispered by the look in your lustrous brown eyes, the bitterness lurking behind your soft smile, the anguish reflected through your actions.
I had no idea that those two words bore enough potency to put an end to the dreaming, the wishful thinking. That they had the ability to shatter an already shattered heart; the ability to allow sorrow to transcend my joy, tears to transcend my laughter.
I didn’t know that two words could be so identical to the ocean – a sensational sight from the shore, but a deep domicile of darkness from within. That they could tear two hearts apart while attempting to bring them together, while attempting to synthesize some sort of solace between them. That they could destroy those hearts while trying to mend them; that they could bring such dreadful dejection when they meant only to bring consolation. I didn’t know that two words could be so paradoxical, so ironic in all that they are.
I never thought that those two words had enough audacity to turn my sanity into madness; to ensure that I keep my heart away from yours when all it wants is to remain wrapped in your arms. To turn my singing, my dancing into silence, stillness; to snatch my wings from my back and my crown from my head. To turn our hope of being together into the sting of seperation. I never thought they’d remind me what it feels like to have a life void of your love – to have a hand that can’t hold onto yours, eyes that can’t look into yours, a soul that can never be yours. I never thought they’d remind me what it sounds like to hear your wounded heart say goodbye to me once again.
Who would’ve known that two words would remind me that perhaps some things aren’t meant to be? That perhaps some stories are better left unfinished and that perhaps ours is one of those…?
You spoke those two simple words: “I’m sorry.”
And I… I replied with two more: “It’s okay.”
Five years aren’t easy to forget… But the two simple words we exchanged have left me with no choice…