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Twin Flames Basking In Each Other's Glow

Summary:

A poem about two people falsely believing their love for each other is unrequited.
Gifting to Cherri for Krusie Secret Santa

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Cold winter nights, together on the couch

Hot chocolate, cozy blankets, horror films.

My focus not on the screen but on you,

How you find comfort in what others fear,

Your smile that's warmer than the burning hearth.

My body inches nearer to your own,

Until I'm pressed against you side by side.

Your arm around me tightly, holding me

As if I'm something precious to keep close.

Betrayals, lies, forgiven long ago.

We skate in private on the frozen lake,

Your lessons and your patience, watching me

While stifling laughter as I fall again.

No matter how hard I may struggle, you

Keep reaching out, and when you do, I feel

As if there's nothing - nothing - in this world,

That I can't handle, as long as you're here.

My weakness, my doubt, my fears, all of it

Is washed away; your small but steady hand

Stays always - always - pushing me ahead.

Your friendship is a blessing not deserved.

Instead of grateful, my foul greedy heart

Still yearns for more. A gnawing hunger that

Tears me apart, left starving for your touch.

An outcast, and a bully. Your support

Itself's already more than I could dream

Of ever having. Yet that selfish thought

Remains: you being mine and mine alone.

Of course I don't expect you'd feel the same.

Companion, friend, but lover? No romance

Awaits us. Wedding bells and golden bands

Holds in our future not. You learned guitar

Just to impress one suited so much more,

For your love and affection to receive.

Another friend, a better person than

Myself. Kind, honest, cheerful; all the things

I've proven I'm not. Feelings not deserved

To be returned, but cannot push away.

In silence and in secret. Locked within.

The solace of your friendship all I need.

Possess you for myself? Too selfish, for

So many are those who depend on you.

Your childhood friend, still mourning, longing to

Hear music only you can still perform.

Companions in the castle town, who see

You as their greatest hero. Dearest friend

Residing in her once cold, empty room

With whom you both explored your struggles with

Expression and sense of self. Parents and

Friends, siblings, neighbors; when the world itself

Demands so much, I dare not ask for more.

I let myself pretend this is enough.

But have you noticed, that I only laugh

And smile when we're alone? That only with

You can I truly be myself? Forgive

This one transgression. Selfish, greedy and

So cruel, this desire. Showing you

All of myself, and hoping in return

That I'm allowed to be, the only one

Blessed with the fortune to see all of you.

Did you know? Only in your presence can

The facets of me I hate be exposed?

The shameful pieces of this worthless heart?

All I despised about myself, you taught

Me how to love. That learning the guitar

Was purely so we could play a duet?

Inspired by you, this one simple dream

For what we share to be for us alone.

With courage learned from you, a message sent

With hopes attached. Inviting on a date,

Our favorite lakeside spot, a quiet place

To say the words I've always longed to say.

Disquiet and uneasy, sitting here,

Awaiting your words. Your expression so

Uncertain how I've never seen before.

Should I be fearful? Or be hopeful still?

I gather up my coward's heart, and force

My useless tangled tongue at last to speak.

Impatience takes hold; passive suits me not.

Fear of rejection cast aside, I speak

"Hey, I-"

Our awkward words together spoken. We

Say nothing more, and only laughter fills

The empty space between us. Needless fears

Are carried far away. Unspoken vows

Conveyed between us, always we remain

Of one mind. Of one soul. United hearts.

The distance left between us closes, Our

Lips locked together. Now belonging to

Each other. To be yours and mine alone.