forever and fleeting

theatre shenanigans

we sat in the dark with only the light from the screen in front of us. she said hey! softly to get my attention and i looked at her smile as her hand fell upon my face. when my eyes made it to hers, she said hey, again. hi, i said. hey, you don’t wanna look. i understood now. i could hear the screams and feel the emitting malevolence from the screen. she was saving me. she was saving me from seeing the trailers full of terror.

i am a coward. these movies can only be watched in the morning sun and here we sat in the evening dark. but i have my protector. the one who teases me about this weakness but still shelters me from harm.

her hand on my face, i caress her arm, stroking the softness of this love. my eyes are on hers as hers are turned away, watching the screen. she checks in with me every few moments.

my emotions begin to surface. they aren’t the frightened or unnerved ones that i should be feeling. they’re the “i love her immensely and it’s overwhelming at times and can you love someone too much? and i don’t want to imagine life without her and i want to do everything, go everywhere, see it all with her and make coffee for her every morning and continue to share the days as we grow old side by side” ones.

tears rise from my toes and i yawn so she doesn’t notice. i am a baby. emotions always at the cusp.

the fine hairs on her arm are sweet and gentle and her skin soft to the touch. i close my eyes and this moment feels like forever and fleeting in the same breath.

i open my eyes. her lips, so willing. i want to kiss her. i want to taste her. fuck everyone else in the room. i only see us.

we were there to watch speak no evil, a remake of this. pretty good, but kinda predictable.