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It Was You, Always
It was you from the moment I saw you
A cheeky sparkle in you eye
That took my breath away
And made me feel like I could fly
It was you cheered me up when I was lonely
The way you could make me grin
Just by being in the room
Always making my head spin
It was you who changed my life
Every hazy summer day
Tom and Jerry afternoons
Every guitar tune we'd play
It was only you who believed me
When he was drunk again
And he would hit me
And you took me in
It was only you who cared enough
To let me hide away
And let me cry
All the tears
That I'd been holding inside
You didn't ask for anything in return
It was you who changed my mind
When I thought that love had died
You let me love again
I felt electrified
Have you ever felt an all-encompassing, everlasting love?
It was you even when you'd moved away
You were never far from my mind
And always in my heart
A love that can't be defined
It was you for every moment of my life
You're the reason that I breathe
In my mind when I wake
Always there in my dreams
It was you, always
Thanks for reading.
There's a kind of cruelty with love. It can be the most beautiful feeling in the world, and also the most devastatingly brutal in equal measure. To love someone, not expecting anything in return, is magical. Just to be able to smile at the sound of their name, or at the resurfacing of a long forgotten memory.
When you love someone so much that it takes your breath away just to be in the same room as them, when it hurts to be apart from them, when they're there in your heart and mind every waking moment, I think it has to be true love.
I knew him years ago, and it started as a completely innocent friendship. I was seeing someone at the time, and as you now know, my boyfriend would get drunk and hit me. One day I couldn't take it anymore, and I walked out, not knowing where to go. I just needed time to clear my head.
Thankfully he let me stay for a couple of days, we watched cartoons, we talked, we played guitars and sang songs, it was a perfect weekend. It was a beautiful summer, the sort that doesn't come along very often in the UK, warm and bright and unending. I couldn't bear to be apart from him.
Then one day he told me he was moving, and that was that. He moved away, I got sick and was still trapped in that violent relationship. Our lives moved on. I found someone new and had a family. But I never forgot him, he was in my mind every day, my feelings never changed.
Then out of the blue we got back in touch after several years, and our friendship is as strong as ever. I still love him with all my heart and I am extraordinarily happy to have him in my life.
© 2014 Rebecca Hillary