An Unexpected Surprise

Every single time I watch a movie that I really like, its permanently placed into my thoughts for the following 2 hours. It. Never. Fails. If you ever have the opportunity to go to the movies with me, don't plan on talking to me afterwards. I become so emotionally attached to the movie... as if it is my life. This is not a problem. I enjoy that time, because it makes me feel something, it forces me to feel what I was not before. It gives me a reason to forget about my life for a little bit. It makes me want to change, be better, be more.

Coming home, I was surprised with an envelope that had been placed on my doorstep. The first sentence was like rubbing alcohol on an open wound, lemon juice in my eye, salt on a snail. A dagger, better yet a reminder. I read it all knowing exactly what it was going to say in a round-a-bout way. There was something inside the envelope too, I knew exactly what it was but I didn't even want to take it out, I wanted to sit for at least 2 hours and think about him and the love that we had. The love that was permanently placed into my thoughts. The love that makes me feel what I was not before, that makes me want to change, be better, be more. The love that I gave, and so freely let go of. A love that had a 'lifetime impression' on him...

Sooner or later you forget about the movies you've seen. The things you felt. The time you spent thinking about how you felt. Sooner or later you'll come to the realization that it is a movie, things like that never happen in real life... or in my case maybe they do.