This is a piece I wrote about a girl. I was certain we would be forever. We are now simply, forever friends.
By Kenneth Stepp
Touch. To be touched by someone can evoke an array of feelings. Some good, some, not so much. A stranger’s unwelcome touch can cause fear, disgust, and at times, excitement. A mother’s touch can comfort. A lover’s touch can… Well, you get where I am going with this. Touch is important to us humans, touch causes us to feel. What we feel is dependent on who, where, and why, for the most part. Touch has power.
“We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.”
― Veronica Roth
My life took an unexpected turn recently, actually that turn began a couple of years back. Years of searching for my forever love, my soulmate, my Her, culminating in a collision of hearts. Two people struggling to form some sort of life or an existence that made sense, finally found one another. I am still in awe of where my heart landed. The part of this story few knew, was how hard I tried, and how often as I attempted to hide what I knew in my heart, from everyone, especially myself. After talking to a few friends who have known me for a while, I was told that they all knew, I guess it was really me that couldn’t face what I saw as unrequited love. One thing I learned about my girl. The quote, “Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened”. That was written about her….
“Being with her always felt like gazing the stars and into the infinity, reading a book which never ends. She had no boundaries, all she knew was to shine, and live without any walls around her on every page.”
― Akshay Vasu
Have you ever stared into someone’s eyes silently, while inside you can hear your heart screaming, LOVE ME? It’s maddening, it’s confusing, hurtful, and painful too. We met almost five years ago, it was happenstance that we met at all really. We met on an online dating site, chatted a bit, but were pretty far apart. One day I rescued a cat, I love animals and she lived on a farm. I sent her a message about the cat. Bring her on, she said, her farm stays full of many animals, I call them, her menagerie. I took the cat down there, we finally met in person. Neither one of us were in a place to have a real relationship, but the chemistry was there. We saw one another a few times, then drifted apart. But we stayed in touch as friends. That’s what we became, great friends. I lived on her farm for six months when I moved back from my family farm in Kentucky a little over two years ago. I was just a tenant. Just another one of her rescues really, we became so close. I knew when I left that she was my “One”. My Her. My destiny.
Touch… She did it. I dared her to touch me, and she touched my heart. She touched me in a way that no other ever has and no other ever could. For me, I have made it my focus, my goal, my only target, to be enough for her, to hold nothing back, no walls, no defenses. To love her more completely than anyone before me, to never leave her guessing where my heart is, to never wonder about me. I want to be her “Him”. A more deserving girl, I’ve not met. She deserves the man I am determined to be. A tough exterior with a soft heart that belongs to her completely. I want her to be able to tell her friends. “I found him”, and I know I am loved.
“You only need one man to love you. But him to love you free like a wildfire, crazy like the moon, always like tomorrow, sudden like an inhale and overcoming like the tides. Only one man and all of this.”
― C. JoyBell C.
She touched me. And it’s all I ever hoped it would be…
