The Sky Is Our Witness

"Not of this Earth, you've changed places with the sun."- Robbie Williams

He stood watching me, unnaturally still. I could feel his eyes on me, but I didn't turn. I couldn't look at him.
I was ashamed of myself. I had every reason to be. I shouldn't be in love with him. But I was. So much.
I never dreamed he felt the same. It was shameful, we'd been living a lie. But the happiness he brought to my life was enough.
Its selfish, we're selfish. We're thinking only of ourselves. But we never have before. Its time we did.
If I had to choose again, I would. And I'd make the same choice. He'd still be the one, and I'd still love him.
I cannot forget, or even try to, the silent looks, the secret smiles, and the bridge between our hearts. Try as I might, he'll still be the one who puts a smile on my face, when I'm tired and worn out. He'll still be the one, who'll look after me, till I forget how to look after myself. He'll still be the man, who goes out of his way, to be there for me. He's a phone call away. I can always depend on that.
We're two fools, who believe love is enough. Right now, it seems like it is. With him, I'm wrapped in a bubble. Nothing gets through to me. Except him. There's only him.
I don't want to explain it. I don't need to understand it. So many questions. When? How?
How did we not realize it? How did we not see it coming? Who would have thought it could happen?
What is so special about you, you man with the angel face? Who are you, to get through to me, to know me, like you've known me forever?
I don't understand it. I don't care anymore. Somewhere, in this city, you're sharing the same sky as me. We're here. We're together. That will be enough. Foolish as it is, it will be enough.

Still Smiling,
Cynical Romantic.
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