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A NOT SO USUAL LOVE STORY

TIMELESS MEASURE

You are a dream that I rush through life to get to 00.15.2220

 

PROLOGUE

 

"Every kiss between us

...feels like the first. 

We will hold each other ,

as we know time can slip.

To treasure,

how we finally reunited.

We have been following the stars, 

as we balance on this wire,

in hopes it does not sway.

So vulnerable

So much trust

The memory replays, 

both lips are still wet.

Longing for the missed opportunities,

the missed kisses.

The moments not taken.

Replay the past,

 to 

remake the future.  

May your path intertwine with mine,

and become ours again. "

03-15-2022

PART 1.

5:00 am 2022 

day unknown

at times I can’t tell if the tapping on the window is from the native bird

or from the inside of my head.

How do I know the time 5:00 am

without opening my eyes or even looking at my phone… 

wondering if when I do .... will you be here again?

Knowing it could be too late 

it repeats. 

"too late. missed your chance"

I reach over and again nothing but pillows. 

Knowing the hours of sleep went faster than they came

stillness again 

reflecting in the stillness of us 

The smile of you I find in each dream

I keep still even longer. 

Eyes closed

Tears run down like a stream 

the body just naturally knows. 

I lay there even longer

Letting time go by 

Not opening my eyes, 

but seeing every inch of you 

 kissing even atom of you. 

remembering every mole on your body 

kissing each one on your stomach up to your chest to then press 

our selves so our hearts touch.

remembering how much I missed that spot on a regular.

And now even more. 

Seeing the light in your eyes 

the lightest of blue 

at that right time and place. 

Time doesn't heal

Whoever said that was a fool.

Time has deepen the sorrow 

yet brought light to the depth of our love 

The tap again

What will the eyes open to

as the darkness fills the space

it is as if it is darker

than when my eyes were closed

So I stumble out. 

Tripping over the mediation pillow and the beers from the night before. 

Clearing the soul …but poisoning the body… 

Disappointed that the one night of weakness came again.

The missed calls pile up on the cell phone that is blinking on 1%.

Kicking the bottle

then picking it up. 

Accidentally reaching the phone rings and in surprise I hit the answer by mistake

Its EM a long time friend.

“Hey what are you doing its been days?..

you know I think the worse when you disappear, like that everyone starts to call me with questions on where to order and who is in charge of what...

 when you pull this staycation thing you do 

you recluse. 

You run too many things… to think you can just escape?”

UK “I went way into my head. I had to. I just had 3 beers and trashed the other 3. 

Then I just mediated for hours thinking about our love. 

I get lost and never want to leave without her.

Its like I can go for weeks I mean being sober with tears everyday and sorrow…

 but then out of nowhere I just feel this weight and maybe I can feel her.. I think that is it.”

EM: “What the fuck? I thought you sounded better but now you sound worse”

UK: “Ya maybe I can fight through it some nights and do... then others it like medicine to help get though. Maybe she is sad and my soul feels it. It is so deep, so profound, it is for sure beyond my body and mind it is from the supernatural.”

EM “ok well whatever get your shower get your gear and get your ass over here.”

UK: My heart is bleeding with my spirit finding ways to smile. 

You sound like my therapist so dismissive most the time with your own conclusions before I even speak.”

EM: Look there is no such thing what you think, you got it? "it" doesn’t exist. I hate to keep telling you but you have to stop thinking that she is the "one."  She is gone. Get that through your head 

UK: It is my head that keeps telling my heart and soul to feel different.  They won’t budge.

So I have chosen to surrender ....

The phone dies 

The streets are still empty 

The country never did get back like it was before

 As people stop trusting the government and some never

reopened their businesses. 

the town was now far from the progressive state it was

ghost towns

only a few spaces have been cleared 

Many left to the woods 

people fled

Only those with super innovative ideas where able to survive. 

Mainly coders, off grid ideas, 

 people traded to live. 

Currency was now gone

Minds trading information to live

Some ideas sustained the revolution.

UK had one of them. 

Part 1 cont..

The knocking started 

The words started up again .

"There's much to see here. 

So, take your time, look around, 

and see all there is so much more... about us."

The sun still wasn’t out

The roads seemed more empty... more than ever before.

Colder. UK waved for EM to go ahead texted her “even that it’s a new team 

and it seems like they are going crazy I arranged for a new regional to come 

today” EM texted back “of course you did”) Does that mean you are not coming?

UK “it was made to run itself for a reason”

UK walked the other direction waved at EM she was going another direction with other ideas going on. EM knew when to let her go and when she needed to bring her back. 

This time she saw and knew let her roam. Let her fly into those ideas and lets see what she brings back. 

EM was the brew master, the fire starter, for the community. 

She never had to travel for that where she stood that happened. 

UK for her, she created a trade of wit for the information. 

The roads that had not seen cars in years.  

Signs still being used for navigation for those in town and passing through.

The night had given the ground snow.

Even with the untouched white coat over the hills…

through the crisp air no matter how new and untouched the world looked at that moment…

there was still a solitude in the shadows. 

The blackness has the sorrow from each movement in it.

It is like you can hear the people sleeping still. 

The snoring, the babies fuzzing getting ready to eat, the sounds of morning,

you can still hear those that are coming back from working the night before

from the underground world

UK knows that location well and hasn’t’ been back in a while

It is like a subway system that was taken over by a community 

Super highly regulated to get in 

It was like the class of division was based survival not cash but wit

Those that could find a system that can self-sustain or ride on those that could 

The only thing that seemed to be a constant was the beginning of the sunrise

UK looks over and runs fast down the snow hill like on the longest slide ever 

Dead inside but still able to live.

Then over to her left there was the smallest amount of light 

from a corner café - a make and take only. 

UK headed over

 

The knocking started again and while looking around to see where that bird was the faint sound

“move on” Flashes of her smile UK closes her eyes the friction of the sound of pain with the sight of joy. UK closes her eyes she can see E... her smile and the morning replay over when E walks in the room. 

The light coming in from the kitchen a day dream UK

 shakes her head again. It was hard to imagine this place could be open at this time.

UK walks over it is a glass window that is actually lite by a candle

The lady turns around with a gas mask on it was much more advanced then the one UK had on 

But she asked what do you want?

It was through an intercom.

“Flat white” says UK

“What the fuck is that?” she replied

“ Americano is fine”

as she and she turned around and under her breath you can hear her say “those uptown pre-end of the world mother fuckers ..  what the fuck like I have fucking milk or what almond ya fucking almond milk.”

She turns back around and Uk says “look man I didn’t even think you were open so I was like what the fuck a café so ya I imagined you might have something like a coffee drink.”

At this time she takes off her mask and underneath is like a alien meets predator.

Uk takes off without the drink in hand or even didn’t know what to think.

“Just that this new world is fucking crazy.”

Having stayed underground for the first 2 years made coming back above not the same.

It was like decades of destruction and untouched below.

Below ground there was still laughter people had food and drinks it was like people were able to find and adapt….. but above wasn’t the same at all.

Uk wasn’t sure how long she was going to stay above ground with EM but they were building this lab of information to sustain the future of energy for the community of which the government by then was the only place that had any. It was when it all collapsed that was the only thing that actually gave some stability to the last few of the “elite”. Of now which was far nothing like the past, but  it is enough to not have to conform with the masses for survival.

Either above or below there was still a link to have to exchange for survival so everyone was still dependent on each other. That was UK reason to leave. The small few that did survive the plague turned into groups that were made quickly after the “evolution waves” as they call the virus. That as the only way the news could make sense of what happened. Especially for those amounts of people that didn’t survive… whipped out humanity to the point that in each state there would be miles you would not see anyone a complete ghost town. So to have these pockets was necessary to live. Yes, underground was way better. The only problem UK knew  to self-sustain with the information needed and with a system so the group could make it. We can disconnect and be off grid yet have our own energy system. Yes, you needed a team of masters in each area so then the group could last the conditions in all levels. From the grounder, the coder, the environmentalist, the brew master, the data informer. That was UK job was the data informer.  The information that was what the team was waiting for.

UK was on the mission to bring it back to the team. In the mean - time UK was building a system for when the idea and info was gather in time for the launch. Each person involved had to know the time and precision for the when UK gets the component it would work. It is like chemistry meet engineering meets electricity. The only thing that has been getting in the way has been the other world. UK reaches a tree and takes a break. The more she looks it isn’t a tree but a fake tree that is data receiver. UK smiles she call EM to let her know what she just found and was going to take apart. EM “You get stuck in The love world. I have been trying to explain it to you but it is like not clicking….The fact that you are in still with E, she is gone get that. UK you have to open your eyes.” She might not have made it either..you know that”

UK looks at her with this look. "She is alive I can feel her. I feel it is not over and this world will bring her back I have to believe. I dont need anyone to make sense of my feelings as it is mine and mine alone." So fuck off and fuck what you think about my love" I was not my best when she left I was a mess. I didnt treat her like I know I can and should have and I wont ever give up on our love. She is the world to me now then and tomorrow. It is deeper than shakespeare EM. He would rewrite all his works if he could feel this inside for E.  “I am sorry your right I am jealous, but it is true you are causing the team to suffer with your daydreams and your escapes. UK” I called to let you know what I found I didn’t ask for your opinion”  EM” I said I was sorry” Fine call me later tonight we are fine here all good I got everything brewing like it needs to be the deadline is the same here. Keep your eye on the ball that’s all… UK hangs up and looks up into the sky at that moment the moon can barley be seen in the cloud the crescent moon. UK tears up and falls to the ground the  time starts to tick....

PART 1 CONT.

The cold rain started to fall hard ...to the point of waking up UK who was sleeping in the same spot for hours. She laid there catatonic wondering what and where. She was looking to her left reach out to find nothing but leaves. She grabs them like it was a person and hugs them. In her mind you see a blonde woman’s back with tattoos. A skull with lilies taking most the lower back. For a moment she forgets again. They hold each other in an embrace and UK starts to kiss her neck and say she missed her. As they press there hearts as close as they can. The sound of 2 hearts beats takes over and then fades as Thunder starts up again. UK gets up still in the clothes from the night before. She takes out a device that dries her clothes and at the same time sanitizes her… some future gizmo. She looks at her watch and the hours is 27.46. which makes no sense but to her. “Only a 24 more hours” As she starts to walk back in the rain it is like a bubble was made to protect her from the rain it doesn’t even make her wet. The rocks underneath start to move and the leaves. She leans down and sees a baby dragon. This little one is purple with a teal thorn spine that looks like a mohawk. It has the most yellow eyes. UK pick it up and it starts to ask for food. UK reaches in her pocket for some grains and nuts and the dragon devourers it like it had not eaten in days. Then UK looks for its family but realizes that it isn’t the season for dragons to be in the area so it must have lost its way. UK then puts him in her pouch and starts to go back to taking apart the data receiver. The dragon sticks its head out and looks up at UK. It starts to bark and make noise then UK realizes it is actually telling her which wire is important based on the pitch the higher the pitch the more important this was a way to color code the important wiring in order to understand the information needed to gather. UK hurries and start to write down numbers colors then the data machine starts to realize it has been hacked and starts imploding in 20 seconds.  UK doesn’t even blink and keeps going. It is down to 5 seconds when the dragon bites UK and they leave to hide under a huge boulder and it blows up. They notice the hut  behind them  is abandoned and go into it for shelter…  UK isn’t bothered at all by the new dragon quite the contrary and decides to call it…. “By chance” The bird noise starts in UKs head and the knocking begins. The thunder rolls again the view goes black. 


PART 2_THE WRITING ON THE WALL

It isn't if I will think of you.

It's how not to think of you.

The morning came earlier than normal so it seemed. 

The wish to have the sun go back down comes into my head.

Wondering if we will ever love again or if you'd done with me like you said. 

What does the writing say?

Uk started to get up


PART 2_ THE SHADOWS_


uk is immobil

uk cant get up her body is catatonic . 

Strip down the  wounds and escape with me again.

 Find love with me again.  

Lets merge again_ 

you are heaven _ _

There something you are running to and its far from me._ 

The fumes are Toxic and it stopped feeling good and nothing was done. _ 

Life took us both down_

 I lost myself and lost you. _ 

You lost yourself and then you let go of me.

Just as I was learning how to tighten grip.

The tears. have yet to dry up._ 

The broken promises 

the cold hand

 the turned shoulder

Even in pain, even bleeding out

I wouldn't leave.. ever they would have had to tear me from you ...

Yet you asked me to let go of my grip

You say you didn't feel it yet

I was holding on so tight

Show me

 take me with you 

into the darkness.

Take me into the light 

with you

Lets do this dance together/

Call me out to love

 me harder. 

If you push me 

make sure to pull me in 

twice as much

We get replayed in my thoughts 

 over and over in my head 

Close my eyes and it us again.  

Our love is divine when we stepped time together.

when we lived life together

when we took our breath together

when we felt the sun together

when we drank the same drink together. 

our connection took me to another plane

did you come with me.

I though I saw you there

So quick you came and went 

come back 

. _ UK grabs her notebook and shoves it back into her leather bag. The one she  carries all her weapons and tools. She feels her heart pounding again. 

 

Timeless

The Solo Seagull on Sunset Strip glides in the wind above UKs head.

 THE TASTE OF JASMINE TEA ESCAPES ME

 BACK TO YOUR SWEET KISS. 

I close my eyes again..... 

I wish i could say I have no regrets  ... 

yet I have so many that keep coming up like  lost memories. 

 How was I not there when you cried alone with the moon. 

 How did i not pull you closer to ....our heart............

 How did i miss that feeling with you? in us?  

I memorized every inch of you. 

I died over and over in ur arms 

yet 

 how did i miss our moment? 

How did i not listen.2u?......................................

 to your heart? 

How did I not sit and lay next to you when you lost your dad....

How did i not wipe all the tears you had.

 I was a walking shadow 

/

Thought UK...

 I didnt know  I was walking dead without you or before you.......

The steps were hollow from my past.....my past  drenched me from all I had.....any emotions or feelings of my own ....empty. 

The constant pain from age 2 left me empty and blue. 

Broken and didnt yell from fear for hours.. 

. The threshold for pain at 2 was the training uk to be here today. 

Then from 5 to 7 more layers of shield and armor that stripped UK of any human love.... so when we met....... my soulmate love......we ... 2 become one...yet I didnt know ....I was half there....... due to the cuts and tears .....then again ....maybe you were too? All I know as i hear this seagull and the sounds remind me of a all of the beaches our feet walked as one. Uk just lays and listens for what felt like hours but were seconds....... Then knocking starts again and the dirt hits UKs face...I smell your fearless smell.... uk opens its eyes ......only sees is misery and despair. The streets are just dirt and nothing works. The above ground feels like UK does on the inside...How does this day just seem to keep going and going like no end. Yet it has been years. Waking up without you again.. dreaming of you makes this waking life a drag. Time is ticking even though it doesnt feel like time even exits.  UK tries to get refocused as so much is at stake.

The metal phone attached to UKs belt  goes off and it is EM.

The text shows up  as UK didnt pick up. 

 "Get out of your head,  Get out of your heart, Get to work.. we are running out of  our supplies and we need the codes so we can find our own dimension. I can not imagine your sorrow or your heart-ache yet can you at least level up soon ! checking again in 2400.!" 'The moon starts to come back into the scene yet there are 2 crescent moons 

YOUR DARK SIDE

"I love all of you and even when you bite 

I miss all of you every night.

Close my eyes to find you 

The rain hits harder on UK face

I wish i understood the spinning 

Nothing seems worth the fight now without her light. 

our love as one. sweet soulmates no matter the miles between the stars

She did not even recognize me after ... I am not sure how I remain alive 

I wonder at times why I had.

you are my world,

your glaze in your eyes is my everything,

your love is my air and as we use to escape together

we would laugh in infinity and sometimes 

 I can still hear us 

if i close my eyes.


THERE IS NO RESTART BUTTON ON LIFE

Time Stopped 

The Earth stopped spinning 

The wind stood still

The drip of the faucet is the only way  to know 

That i am not  sleep


 

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