Friday, June 29, 2012

Etymology


It was love.

'It' being what the both of us shared for 1/11th of my lifespan so far. 'It' being an eternity spent in happiness, tears and passionate nights. 'It' doesn't signify the most peaceful time, but the most memorable. Something to treasure and keep in the recesses of my mind, to only be remembered in times of introspection. 

'Was' being the past tense. 'Was' being the ultimate proof that 'it' has come to an end.Quite simple to understand but extremely difficult to overcome. When something that profound shifts from the 'is' to the 'was' it casts a cloud on the 'will be'. The simple fact that 'it' is now committed to memory and no more shall ever exist again, is enough to make a man lose his heart.

'Love' being the most undefinable thing. Something that seems beautiful from far away and only when it lands upon you with a resounding thump, do you understand how heavy it truly weighs. 'Love' being incomparable joy mixed with unimaginable sadness, giving reason to 'it'. 'Love' being something you're only allowed for a short time because like all things beautiful and fragile, it breaks and fades.

It. Was. Love. 

And I'm glad that it's done with.