My Beautiful Rescue

I can't explain our relationship but I can see how much and how little it means to us. We don't talk about our future, what we want to be, where we think we're gonna go; we talk about the now. We speak out about how we improve, how we've fallen, how we're doing. I think that those are the topics that matter. I can't seem to make sense of it even in my head, but I feel that our talks mean more than any future dream or fantasy could ever. The level that we're at is beyond the future, it's the now. The future doesn't even matter, it's our now, between only us, that matters when we talk. Sometimes we go weeks not speaking, but when I'm actually dying to hear anything from that familiar voice, you definitely come through with the best results. Maybe it's just because we don't have the same friends, or maybe I just enjoy this point of view, but it seems that every piece of news and insight, is directed to me and only for me to treasure and keep secret. We don't have to be lovely to love, we don't have to be in relation to hold a relationship, we don't even have to commute to communicate. I am certain now, that I never have to worry about losing you. Our bond is of it's own secret existence and is in complete liberty to blossom and burn whenever it wishes. What we have isn't clear, and it can't be perfect, but it's what we have and what I want to keep for as long as you'll never know.