Sketches in Dust

by M. Reverie, Maegan Abel

You had me at hello. Your calm demeanor and mysterious quality. You were the shadow in my mid-day light and I will never forget the day I gave my soul to you, willingly.

I didn't believe in fate. Never had. But then you burst into my life, bringing spontaneity into my strategically-planned world and shining brighter than any star in the sky.

Me…well, I wasn’t looking for you. I wasn’t looking for anything. I was doing things my way for the first time in my life and at first glance, you were that decision. My first decision in a new place. The decision that started everything.

You captivated me and I knew beyond a doubt you weren't just a part of my future, you were my future. There was no decision. No choice in the matter. Not for me.

Us, together, we were vibrant. A brilliance of color on dreary afternoons. We made our own earth move and shatter, only to recreate the presence of us in return.

We just...were. I didn't care about the plans I'd made, I cared about the plans we made. It made sense, despite the fact that we made no sense at all. You were joy and fun, my very own center of the universe. You were my peace.

But then you left me.

But then you betrayed me.

My earth shattered completely.

My peace fractured around me.

We were but an image of us, an image I no longer recognized.

There was nothing left of who we were before.

And now…now I don’t know who I am—the me from before us.

And I can’t seem to find my way back to the life I had planned.

But…maybe the pieces of we can be put back together.

But…maybe we were always meant to be an us.

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