When I was younger, I’d lie in bed with my eyes closed, and rub my eyelids until I saw little patterns of light. I’d pretend they were stars, and I’d lull myself to sleep imagining I was floating through the infinity of space.

Phosphenes – that’s what those little patterns of light are called. Now I know the scientific name, and that they’re caused by a mechanical stimulation of the retina. As a small child however, I felt like I was experiencing the most perplexing and magical phenomenon in existence. I never saw stars again- until I met you.

Your presence was powerful enough to send electric jolts down my spine. My body seemed to completely detach itself from my train of conscious thought. For a period of time, all that existed was you. It was with a sense of magic that you reeled me in, and then introduced me to a world of fantasy. Although I never quite managed to fit-in in your world, I desperately clung to it like a small child clings to a favorite soft toy. When its foundations came crumbling down, I lay in the wreck and rubble pleading.

You left my life like you entered it – suddenly, without warning, without explanation… just a lesson how not to give yourself away. ♥