Everywhere I look, I see reflections of you and me and the life that we were supposed to have together. I was a complete mess at the time and you always had your boyfriend, but I could see that you enjoyed being with me more than him. I still think about you when I come down to this lake and we took your dog with us. It was so much fun watching your Saint Bernard puppy swimming, even though he was not able to stay afloat for very long. He was determined besides his sheer size and thick coat of fur, but when he finally got out of the water, he shook himself off next to you to show how much he loved you. Life is supposed to be messy, and we’re supposed to get dirty. We’re supposed to fall down and feel lost. We’re supposed to be disoriented, confused, sad and lonely, as that is the only way that we get to experience everything.
I remember that day when I jumped over your fence to come into your yard and your dog ran right up to me to greet me and he almost swallowed my whole head with his mouth. I had his teeth marks on the top of my head and under my chin for at least a week and when I looked like Frankenstein’s monster, you insisted that this was just a love bite. I was lucky that I didn’t have to get stitches, but I knew your dog had a gentle temperament and that he didn’t mean to hurt me. One thing for sure, this taught me never to jump over your fence again. I should have made it happen for us, instead of waiting around for you to fall in love with me. My biggest weakness was giving up on you and settling for someone else, because I never found true love again. The reflections of what my life could have been are still haunting me.
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #416 hosted by weejars aka Sarah where today she is using a photo by Lerida.