When Yin Met Yang
When Yin Met Yang2 mins 45 2 mins 45
I am in one of my mute phases. Having emotionally invested so much into this clandestine affair am exhausted and completely drained.
I feel lethargic. Suddenly it's a pain to feel strong emotions of love and passion. It's like coming out of an intensive workout at the gym where all you want to do is pass out.
Is there an end to this or are we in a loop? Every time I re-run the tapes of our disheveled relationship the one question that strikes me is "what the hell were we thinking?"
Did we really think that we actually are capable enough to fall in love and stay afloat. How delusional were we. We kept fighting not to save each other but to drown each other. It was a game wherein only the fittest would survive. While surrounded by sharks the love that we thought we had for each other underwent a transition. It was no longer about keeping the vows but it was only about surviving. One of us had to die. Neither one was willing to sacrifice. Clash of egos casted a mist wherein we could only see shadows of each other.
Our hands groped into emptiness. The icy cold air that we clasped instead of each other's hand meant only one thing - death.
The tidal wave that came swept us apart. Sure it protected us from the monstrous sharks but at what cost?
Aren't we now in two different worlds, trying to pick up where we left before this whole scandalous affair?
Are we still laughing about it, the adventure of it all? The emotional highs and lows that we encountered only made us feel more alive.
Would our paths cross again or if it did would we just pass by silently trying not to smile. What madness!
Would we move on with another person, rekindling the crazy love and passion that we had with each other . Should we keep our affair a secret from them lest they feel jealous and insecure? Would we tell our children from another partner this story?
Would anyone ever believe?
It doesn't really matter. In our hearts and soul we know what happened and what could have happened. There are no regrets. Let us put an end to this chapter and move on to another.