Monday, June 14, 2010

Chaos

I never believed in love at first sight - how can you possibly love someone when you don't even know them? I never even believed in love at second sight ... or third or fourth, for that matter. I always believed that you had to know someone for a while ... really know them ... before you could love them, until I was proven wrong.

I learned that you could love someone the moment your eyes met ... that there was something that wasn't logical or reasonable or even remotely safe that could grab hold of your heart and take your breath away. To say that I accepted it at face value would, of course, be a lie ... I fought it like a demon from hell. I tried to make it fit into a sensible box that would make order of the chaos running rampant through my heart. I tried to ignore it. I tried to laugh it off. I allowed fear to rule my life ... and in the end, that fear multiplied the chaos and gave birth to a broken heart.

5 comments:

Bukowski's Basement said...

Powerful and poignant, Tess... It says so much with so little.

Loree said...

Ah ... I wish it didn;t have to end in a broken heart. Love at first sight? I think it can happen but not very often.

Dave Bartlett said...

'flash fiction' Doesn't always have to be fictional does it?.

It can never fully tell a story of any significance, but when it's written well & from the heart, it CAN trigger thoughts and feelings, stimulating our minds, our hearts and our imaginations.

You achieve that aim brilliantly here Tess. Well done.

I have a piece with a similar theme on my blog at http://tinyurl.com/2whyj67

Take a look. You might like it.

John Wiswell said...

"hat there was something that wasn't logical or reasonable or even remotely safe that could grab hold of your heart" is a golden line, Tess.

Tess said...

Loree ... the 'not very often' part is why it takes the breath away ... the surprise of it makes the world stop.

Anthony and Dave ... thought and feelings are my greatest hope when I write ... to create a thought process is amazing.

John ... thank you.