And I wasn’t looking for you. I wasn’t looking for a life...

And I wasn’t looking for you. I wasn’t looking for a life-altering person. I wasn’t looking for that type of pain that crushes your bones, and I wasn’t looking for the rush that overtook me when you first laid eyes on me. I knew it was fate, or destiny, or whatever it is you may call it. And you made me believe in all the above, when I was very comfortable not believing. But you said, “play me like a guitar.” And slowly, my frozen fingers came back to life. 

Sometimes we are pushed out of our comfort zone, and that is essentially terrifying. I didn’t want to leave my bed. I didn’t want to look at you, and I avoided you, but like the sun, you caught up with me. And just like it happens in the movies, it happened. Except this is a movie I am not sure I signed up to watch. 

And maybe this is the end. This is the last chapter, and there might be no epilogue, but you should know, I am forever changed, and I will walk around with your name in my veins, knowing fully well that the death of that is impossible: blood never dies, even cells are always regenerating. The storm can take you away, but your cells in me will stay housed, safely, securely, away from the storm.