@Willow-oc9pw

1 year ago

When I was younger I thought if I could just swing a little higher, a little further I could reach up and grab the skies and claim all her celestial bodies for myself. But now that I’m older I can barely grasp the hold of the man right in front of me. He seems to be slipping away from me daily; slipping away from me and into the arms of the beautiful and elegant woman sitting right next to him. [I see my stars in his eyes; eyes that are more beautiful than a thousand galaxies even with all their shooting furies. I knew I would be okay even if the only stars I ever got to land my sight throughout the rest of my life were his blazing orbs. I am in love with him. I have been since the day he pronounced himself as my lover and betrothed to the world instantly taking away their chance to question my supposed affair to a married man. It was that very day when he audaciously came forward as my alibi to save me from what could have happened otherwise; he became a false alibi when he realized I was getting dragged into an obvious trap by the said married man who I had actually turned down. When the world had gasped at his statement of having me in his arms the night of the incident I had remained quiet and done my best to remain impassive to my thundering heart. He could’ve left me once the tsunami had gone down, could’ve sneaked away once the public’s eyes had turned but chose to stay close by instead. He made sure to keep me close, keeping me company wherever I’ve had to go ever since. Despite being a public figure himself he’s kept his word that he had declared to the world in the heat of the moment. He’s written me vows, read them to me in presence of the world, lifted my ivory veil and kissed me to seal those very vows. And he’s made sure to keep those vows too; taken care of me in sickness and health. He’s cradled me in his arms on nights I’ve shivered and woken with a start. Without a miss he has always been there for me, shushing my fears and nightmares away, whispering softly to me while pressing his lips to my temple gently. He has been my only solace, my safe habitat. He is my confidant; knows more about me than my own parents who trust him indiscriminately knowing how much he’s done for their daughter. I am the actress but he is the actor the world never got to applaud for. When I see him with his arms around her only the sheer memory of waking up this very morning with the faint embrace of his sandalwood scent is able to keep me from letting my emotions out. You see, I can’t let my husband know that I am in love with him as I fear it would only cage him to this very fake marriage of ours. So I must keep pretending to be friends with his sweetheart for the public to believe that he and I are still very much in love. I can’t hurt her either…how could I possibly cause harm to my love’s very happiness?] twitter:@julyswillow

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