The heart and reality: Who will win
Though a person’s life is nothing like a stagnant pond with human experience and interaction, these ripples may have negative effects like a devastating wave or may add beauty and diversity to human life like a gentle tide.
Just standing there on the river bank as everything fell apart, Tomas sat staring. Thinking, and casting his thoughts into the water he thought deeply about that one time when he had her in his arms. He had planed it well, and in theory everything was supposed to go right. He had been a mere shadow in her life for almost ten years, yet things have changed since they entered high school.
The feeling was too intense for the mind to understand. And all what Tomas can do at that moment was to follow his heart. But was his heart wrong? Or was the longing just a deceiving feeling that ended up burning the scatters of a memory into ashes?
And Tomas sat, waiting for that moment of clarity that never came. And as he viewed the river bank and the rocks scattered, he knew at that moment of truth that love was the eternal force that was capable of nourishing the land as well as annihilate everything in its way. Just like water, it had the ability to bring life and to take it. And like a forceful dam, it was capable of wrecking and tearing down the world below it.
Was he crazy to pronounce his love to her? Was it a sin, that force of love that knocked him of his feet? How was he supposed to find balance? Tomas watched the water wash the little rocks scattered on the river bank. The water force was gentle at times and ruthless on other occasions throwing the rocks to unknown parts of the river. Sometimes it would drown the rocks to the bottom of the bank, cover them with mud, and on other occasions it would wash them gently, clearing the sand from their surface.
Perhaps, love was like that. Its forces were like water, the water that brings or takes it. Tomas stared gazing at the willow next by. It had its roots deep in the soil next to the river bank. That same river gave life to the willow, but on stormy nights and as the level of water rose, pronounced death. Tomas sat silently in his world of desirable tranquility. The willow always survived the storms as it held to its roots and bowed its head to the master of time and space. Yet, did that apply to love? What was the answer to a declaration such as “I love you to death?” How was a person supposed to act when someone doesn’t share you that feeling?
Lost in the dark Tomas replayed that memory in his head. He came running to her, “the one” almost breathless. On second thought, he remembers her having her phone in her hand, listening to some tune that he wouldn’t recognize if he hadn’t known it was her. That was her favorite song, Need you know by Lady antebellum”. He sneaked behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and whispered in her ear, “I love you!”
Tomas shook his head in distress to the thought. He admitted defeat, and finally love has gotten the best out of him. “Don’t you dare say such things!” that was her reply. Bold, he knew she was, yet that was far from a normal reaction. “People like you are not capable of love. You only love the picture that stares at you in the mirror!” And she just simply walked away.
End of story.