You know that song you find, and you wonder how you never heard it before now? That song that fills this place inside of you that you didn’t even know existed and was empty. That song you start listening to and can’t stop replaying, because as soon as it ends, you need to hear it, you need to feel it, all again. That song that you turn up as loud as you can stand, and close your eyes and listen because you want it completely blocking everything else out. That song where the artist composed every line, every beat, every note perfectly. That song you wish you could somehow tell everyone about because it’s that beautiful, but at the same time you want to selfishly keep its beauty all to yourself. That song that touches something inside of you that nothing else can reach. That song that stirs your heart and emotion to a place where you feel alive. That song that you know you’re burning out with every replay, but somehow you don’t care. Because right now, it’s the only song you ever want to hear. That song that seems perfectly made for you. That song you know will always be a part of you. That song you’ve completely fallen in love with. You know that song?

.

You’re that song to me.

twinkle lightly

Why have I learned to love and appreciate this

Just as it is coming to an end?

Why is the magic crashing down

Just as it hits its peak?

I’m terrified of losing you.

All of you.

But maybe even more than that,

I’m terrified of losing this feeling.

This feeling of happiness

And joy

And purpose

And loving

And being loved.

How selfish am I?

But in this moment of complete candor,

I can admit it.

I’m not just afraid of losing you.

I’m afraid of losing myself.

You have made me who I am.

Who I am today.

Five years ago I wouldn’t have understood this love.

This love for these people I’d always known,

But never loved.

These people I’d now give anything for,

If only to have them for

A few more weeks

A few more days

A few more moments.

Moments are all we’ve ever had.

Moments are turning to memories,

Faster than the leaves can fall from these summer green trees.

Moments are the gifts I’ve been given for the last three years.

Moments of laughter and tears,

Joy and sadness,

Nostalgia and excitement and understanding.

Moments that hang suspended.

Untouchable.

Will I remember every single day?

Will I remember every single sequence of events?

No.

Years from now I’ll have lost the playbill of events in piles of old shoes and leftover receipts.

But I’ll always have these moments.

They can’t be taken from me.

So when I feel the tears in my eyes,

And the lump in my throat,

And when we collide for a final hug,

And when I say goodbye to you for the last time,

And when I see your car pull out of the driveway,

I hope I remember those moments too.

It’s a moment we share just like the ones we’ve all shared for years.

The moments that spell out our friendship.

The moments that make up you and me into what we are.

And I hope you never forget them.

I hope they don’t fade away like broken Christmas lights.

I hope you hold onto them.

I hope, even as we come to an end,

We don’t lose moments we’ve had,

That we don’t yearn for the moments never had.

Instead I hope we reflect on what we were given.

Dwelling on what we were given.

Shining.

Sparkling.

I hope we’ve taught each other well.

I hope we always remember.

I hope we always shine.

I hope we always,

Twinkle lightly.

 

(based off the song by Talain Rayne)