21 December 2009

Hey Einin. Let's light our fire.

"I've known you once but met you twice now,
and my old heart it's hurting,
i could leave a life of leisure looming,
to have this choice be certain.

I've asked for nothing
but I've been given chance,
if i could ask for one thing today
it be as simple as a dance.

Please let us make a picture,
we could have any stone go moving
for us, we could make the ocean shake and dance a bit,
we could break the world in two.

Whisper sweetly through the nighttime.
Wake up drowsy but glad to have had it,
teary eyed we said goodbye,
till the time we have to share it.

I took initials and made it clever,
my lovely girl you have given
a second chance to make a third,
that's a day I shall be waiting.

Please let us make a picture,
we could have any stone go moving
for us, we could make the ocean shake and dance a bit,
we could break the world in two.

Simple words can mean so little
till the time I have to show you
how I want that subtle smile
to mend this man that's torn in two.

Please let us make a picture,
we could have any stone go moving
for us, we could make the ocean shake and dance a bit,
we could break the world in two."

It was my favorite song to sing. It was the first song Nin and I had ever danced to. It was the song we danced to at our wedding. It was our song. And It was on the radio when I was driving home from the station. I had made a decision. It was time to get my life back. to get my wife back. To have Nin's love again.

I'm not much of a singer, actually I have a horrible voice, but Nin always said she liked it when I sang, especially when I sang to her. There is something in me when i sing, I can't just sing the song, I have to put everything I need to into the song. I even make stupid little faces and clench my fists sometimes when I feel like I should. It just doesn't feel right not to try and express myself through the songs. That's why I do not do karaoke anymore. I tend to be one of those people who try to hard and just look like a damn fool. But, as I said Nin likes it when I sing. I like it as well.

I had been thinking about our relationship so much lately, and I could conclude one thing. God, I loved her. Relationships seem to be a push and pull of things. I'm sure we all know that. But beyond that, I like to see them as a fire. At first it burns hot and bright, it could burn you right up. You let it burn so nicely, then you find yourself enjoying the coals. It's still so warm and comforting, but doesn't always need to be so brilliantly out of control. But if you neglect those coals, even for a moment, they could go out. You need to feed it, throw something that makes you feel the fire again. Throw that new piece of life right on those coals and burn the hell out of your hearts again for a while. Nin and I, we had let the coals burn down, but I would never let them suffocate themselves. I needed to rekindle our marriage, our relationship, our love.

How the hell could I do that? I know her better than anyone. Better than her parents and her sisters. Better than her whole family. She is my wife. I should know how to be what she needs, what we need. I parked my car in the driveway and saw that there was a light on. She was still awake. It was nearly six in the morning, what was she still doing awake? It was a Thursday, she didn't work on Thursdays.

Before I could open the door Nin opened it from the inside. She was crying. When she saw me she started crying more and then threw herself at me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and cried into my chest. Then she kissed me with her tear soaked face and lips. "Hey there darling. What's wrong?" "I just had a bad feeling about tonight. I had a dream you didn't come home. You are two hours late." "Yeah. I'm sorry Nin, there was a bad accident tonight. Three people died over on Antsole Rd." She started crying more now and hugged me harder.

"It's OK love. I'm here now." "I don't want you to leave me again. I don't want to leave you either." "I left my job tonight. Nin, I quit tonight. I think we need to be closer together again." "Could we, please?" "Look at me." Her tears made her eyes look beautiful. "We are."

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