Most people don’t know what to do with it.
You watched me across the room for two hours before approaching. There was a sadness in your eyes about having to make this choice again. The same choice we face every time.
This time I wanted it to be different. So did you.
By the time you walked away from your group of companions gin controlled their attention much more than your presence. As you walked toward me, you thought about all the times I’ve waited for you.
You trust me. Even though we’ve killed one another time and time again. Last time you pulled the trigger for both of us. The time before I provided the poison. When I attempted doing it on my own all those instances this try around, I knew things were changing.
You learn that as we become more in tune, there is no room for hate. Anger has no place. Understanding fills gaps of emotional vacancy the wiser we become.
You and I, well, we are very wise.
We have dedicated lifetimes to learning.
We wove our fingers together and walked out of the lounge. From the grip of your acceptance, I knew this was the time we had been waiting for.