Do You Remember The Day We Met?
Chapter 2 of 6
themistresssnapeAbout a special memory for me, a game Gerard and I played on a school trip to Paris.
ReviewedDo you remember the day we met?
So much an accident on those busy
Paris streets, outside the Louvre and
Beneath the Eiffel Tower. A knowing
Look, a gentle touch, a soft word.
Two days I never knew your name,
I only knew your face, the feel of your
Rough beard against my cheek, the
Soft rumble of your honey voice through
Your chest. I still love Paris, you know,
The Louvre and the Tower. I think of
You wherever I go, and I miss you
When you aren't with me.
I hear your voice in the wind, I see
Your face in every crowd, feel your
Touch with each passing stranger.
And then I look up to see you standing
Beside me, your wavy hair fluttering
In the soft wind, your eyes crinkled with
A smile. You're there with me,
In the city where we met.
While on a trip during our sophmore year of high school, Gerard and I decided we were going to pretend like we were strangers who met and fell in love in Paris. It was fun, making our plans so that we would be with different people but meet each other somewhere on the tour. He would come up to me in a crowd, maybe in front of a painting in the Louvre, and brush my hand or my hair. We were fifteen, and it was fun in Paris when there weren't any feelings to be hurt. He still does it now, although he restrains himself when our significant others are around. I wish things were different, but we have other feelings to think about than our own. Life is never easy, is it?
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WOOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!That is amazing! Oh, best of luck to you. Gerard sounds like your true soulmate. I know how much it hurts when other people are involved... the night I left my first husband - although I knew I was doing the absolute right thing - I went to my mom's house and cried so hard I actually got a nosebleed! But I couldn't be happier now... and I couldn't be happier for you!!!!It's impossible to go through life without getting hurt, and without hurting others. It happens... it will most likely happen with you and Gerard, too. But you won't go wrong if you follow your heart.Yay! I'm so happy! I'm off to do a lot of smiling now!~ jPS - Can I come to the wedding?
Response from themistresssnape (Author of The Things I Can't Say Aloud)
Thanks so much! We haven't set a date or anything, but we've talked about having it near his grandparents, who live in Scotland. It might happen that we don't get married until after we graduate from school. Who knows, but I do know that I'm happier than I've been in years. ~The Mistress
Oh, Mistress...I'm sure this is none of my business, but I'm going to tell you how I feel about things, and about my life.When I entered college almost 20 years ago (holy crap!) I met a wonderful guy who quickly became my best friend. My mother wanted us to be together (although we were both seeing other people at the time) but we knew that we were destined to be nothing but friends. Over the years we became a part of each other's everyday lives, and although we knew that we were perfect for each other on paper, we also knew that the feelings just weren't there. But he remained the one person that I always ran to when I needed to feel better, and I remained the one person that he could truly be himself with. 10 years ago I got married. My best friend was one of my ushers, and I had a special song dedicated to him that we danced together to. (On a side note, my irrepresive mother made remarks to my sister that HE was the one I should have married! Nice, huh??) One year later, he moved across the country.He was miserable living out there, and I was miserable without him. The high point of my day was when I would get to work each morning, because more often than not there would already be a message from him on my voice mail. He came back that Christmas to visit, and we were inseparable while he was here. I felt like I could breath again. Two months later... on my birthday... he moved back. Yay!! 
He was the only one I spoke to about the problems with my husband. He was the one who held me when I cried, and - invariably - made me laugh. In November of that year, I left my husband. Within a month, my best friend and I realized that we couldn't be without each other. This December will mark our 6th wedding anniversary.I know how hard it is to love someone when you're with someone else. I know how unfair it feels, and the guilt that goes along with it. But I am a firm believer that you don't do ANYONE any favors by staying in a relationship that is not right. Even if my best friend and I had not been falling in love, I would have left my first husband, for the simple reason that I knew that he was not the one.It is possible for your dreams to come true. It is so rare, and so beautiful... I would hate to see someone waste their chance. People may get hurt, but people do recover.I wish you the best of luck, and I hope that you get your true heart's desire.Love,Jackie
Response from themistresssnape (Author of The Things I Can't Say Aloud)
You have no idea how comforting your words are. I am on my way to post another poem it what I hope will be a much lighter collection now. Take a look at the notes on the bottom for a bit more explanation. ~The Mistress
Something about this one reminds me of a haibun. (Just in case you've never heard of that particular form, a haibun is a form of Japanese poetry; in its English form it is basically a descriptive paragraph in poetic language; it ends in a bold line that's separated from the rest of the poem which acts as a sort of summary, kind of like a photograph with a caption.)
And you're right; life's not easy. I sometimes think that we tend to overcomplicate things, though I'm not sure if it's intentional or not.
Response from themistresssnape (Author of The Things I Can't Say Aloud)
In my life, at least, things tend to overcomplicate themselves and I'm left to work out the mess. ~The Mistress
I thought that this was very touching. There's very little that I can give by way of criticism—but then, not everything has to be taken apart and analyzed. I look forward to reading more poems like this should you decide to post them.
On a personal note, I wish you luck as well; I can certainly sympathize, as I've suspected for quite some time that I've met my own soulmate though (for various reasons) there will probably never be anything between he and I but a friendship with some strange overtones.
In any case, good work. Keep it up. =)
Response from themistresssnape (Author of The Things I Can't Say Aloud)
Thank you. I just read your posting of "Three Big Fat Poems" and loved it. More people in the world need to think like you. I'm in the same boat, but I guess I've been lucky. The guys--and girls--in my life have never been anything but loving, at least the ones who mean anything to me. I've given Gerard the address to read these, I just hope I haven't set us on a path where one or four hearts are broken. Thanks for reading, and for understanding. ~The Mistress
Very lovely (pardon the pun)—and congratulations! 
Response from themistresssnape (Author of The Things I Can't Say Aloud)
Thank you so much. He's going to ask his mother for her great grandmother's engagement ring. Neither of us have the money to buy one, but I'd rather have a family ring anyway. It's surprising how easily the words came out after this happened. I guess happiness--and love--does that to you. ~The Mistress