(41) L’appel du Vide

(French): Literally translated to “the call of the void”; contextually used to describe the instinctive urge to jump from high places.

Reckless. That is what we are together. It feels right, despite the dangers we are flirting with. There are things we are both not ready for, things no one should ever be ready for. It feels good. I am not sure I want it to stop, this surreal ecstasy, this freedom I have found in being tied to someone else. We are both scared, her more than me, her jitters make the air around us cold, yet we remain hot. I tell her not to be anxious. Whatever happens, she will land on her feet. She has the one person who will never leave her: herself. She loves to the point that she hardly recognizes the person she used to be. I tell her not to lose herself but I fear she is not listening. I like that. I have someone I can burn with.



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s