Come to Me

Come to me when the storm brews in the sky, when the horizon is veiled in a pinkish hue, come to me then, at your most vulnerable moment, at the peak of your anxieties, and I will plant a kiss on your parched lips. Then, when your lips part and you begin to speak, I will bite your lower lip so hard that it begins to bleed, but the pain makes you moan and you forget, for a moment or two, about your troubled thoughts. It is now the pain of the moment that matters most.

Come to me when I am lost in the fluorescent lit hallways of grocery stores so elegantly described by David Foster Wallace, come to me then, when I am my fragile self, on the verge of breaking down for life is taking everything and nothing away from me, come to me when my knees are weak and my hands tremble, damp with sweat, come to me when misery, whose origins remain unknown, approaches my soul and asks me to dance, hand in hand, and I am then reduced to a mindless bore, chained to the thought of having one last tango with misery before closing my eyes for good. If you come to me in that moment, I will tell you that the only thing that matters in this world is you. Come to me then, and I will tell you how there is, in my mind, two different suns around which our earth rotates: one is the eastern sun, hot and scorching and relentless, so hot that it renders one thoughtless, forcing the individual to scrap for food and water in the bare deserts of humanity; the other is the western sun, pink and fluorescent, more bothersome to the eyes and headache inducing, and I saunter under the western sun with food to eat and water to drink, but with a heartache that seldom goes away. Under the western sun, the pains seem to have no origin. They are simply there.

Come to me, then, and let me take your hand, allow me to fly you to a land sheltered from both suns, whose key resides only in my heart and in your heart. Let those two hearts connect. Let the key fall into your hand. Give yourself up to me and I will give myself up to you, for what do we human beings have if not each other?