A petulant child

He is noisy today, loud and obnoxious. And yet no doubts, his noise never once says anything about doubting or quitting. Just reaffirming "his" belief of me. Rotten ash as it were. Will you ever be what he was? Do you fulfill your goddess as he did? Do you make her flutter as he did? Do you bring her peace as he did and yet spice up her life? I don't know if want to know these answers but I do believe I do. I am younger (albeit not young), I certainly think better looking. But I offer boringness, he offered excitement. He is a genius (and yet sometimes so freaking stupid), I am not. I have immense passion but did he? I don't know why these questions persist or why they matter to "him" but for some reason today he will not shut up and it is growing tiresome. I need my goddess immensely today, with her I can't hear anything but her light. She eats the "other" and refills me with joy. Even "he" is silent when confronted with her perfection. And let's get one thing straight, this is not co-dependency by any stretch. Both of us can function without the other (regardless of how much we don't want to lol), we are beyond devoted to each other yet won't put up with garbage. We are madly deeply in love but not dependent on it. Utterly devoted would be one way of saying it. We can survive alone but for the first time in our lives we needent and that fills us both with such serendipity that our storms are over and no mountains left to climb, here and now together is all we want. I her faithful studious knight, her my goddess and saviour which lifts me up out of the muck.

I cannot wait for this day to pass so that she might embrace me with her energy and light. Being apart is definitely hard but it makes the moment when we come together all the better. The silence from "him" will subside in time, till then I just keep my faith and soldier on with the knowledge that I am loved and so is she. My goddess, my love, my missing piece.