An Afterlife

I saw something cool and I wished so much to tell her all about it. I looked around for her, wandered from here to there,  walked all the way up to her, just to turn around and go the other way. The words that I wished to say, simply stayed.
 
Why?

I truly don't know. Maybe because if I said what I wanted to, It would start something new. It would start something new but it would end the way it always does. And as much as I want something to be rather than not having anything at all... I don't think I have it in me to hold onto something temporary while the hope for having it permanently crushes me. So I'm going to do what she asked me to, That is simply let it go.

But what about the part where I wanted something?

Don’t mistake me, what I want is neither love nor friendship.

what I want is a bond. A bond so innocent, a love with no restriction, a friendship with no infliction, a trust that is impeccable. I ask for nothing much, just a bond so pure, something that almost feels like as if it’s straight out of fiction. A bond that doesn’t need to be discretional. A bond that doesn’t require titles. A bond that cannot and that does not need to be distributed. What I want is neither love nor friendship, something different, something special, something for just you, and for just me.

But you can’t always have what you want. maybe what I want… is something too much to ask. So maybe this time I would have to just let it go. I would let it go and not fear for what it breaks.

I once asked my friend, Jack, if he could fix broken hearts. And he said nobody can.
I was devastated.

But wait
You don't get rid of things,
Just because they're broken.
Sometimes,
all they need is a little fixing.
Broken Things are simply beautiful.
It's Chaos,
created by the single most naive thing.
The Beauty?
The beauty lies in Harnessing that chaos.

I believe broken hearts can be healed with three specific things.
Poetry, Art, and Music.

In the right amounts, it can fix anything.

And just because what I want, isn’t meant to be, doesn’t mean it won’t happen. Okay Maybe just not in this life. 

In this one, we rhymed a little too much

But maybe in another life or an afterlife.
Perhaps in an Afterlife, I’d have what I want. I'd have what I want and you'd be mine. And yes I do believe in an afterlife.
An Afterlife With You.