impulse: That Eternal Moment

Five months we waited
Hoped
Prayed for that moment

 

                                                                And when we found ourselves there
                                                                 We were scared to death.

 

"How am I supposed to say this?"
                                                                                Thinking so far back

 

                                     Every word
                                        Every thought
                                           Every second
                                                 Until right now.

 

You were right... it makes it so much harder.                                                                          And yet

 

Because all I could think about                                                                                            Every moment
Were all of the other moments                                                                                             Every laugh
When I had been dying to say                                                                                             Every tear
                   these very words                                                                                             Every hope
And I had been too scared.                                                                                                Every fear
                                                                                                                                          Every silence
                                                                                                                                          Every heartbeat
                                                                                                                                          Was worth it.

 

Five minutes...
               two...
                    one...                                                                     &nbs p;        My hands are shaking
                                 ...time's up.                                                                  So are yours.

 

Take a deep breath and say it, Jewel...                                                      God, give me the courage to tell him...!

 

ORANGE                                                                           A crystal heart
RED                                                                                               Just like my own
Maybe even SAPPHiRE                                                                                                Made of glass.

 

                                                    I was so scared.

 

                                                          But why?

 

"If you don't say it, you're going to regret it."

 

                                                                          I would have regretted that for the rest of my life.

If you were looking for that opportune moment...
                                                                                                      ...This is it.

 

                                                            And I refused to lose it.

 

            Forget all my fears...
                         all my worries...

 

                                                                        "What matters is what I have right here."
                                                                                 My hand held tightly against my heart.

 

Those painful silences...
I tried so hard to say those words                                                                       "Selph, how did you do it?"
To say the absolute truth
To say everything                                                                                                        "I just forgot my fears
But I could barely even breathe                                                                     and said what I wanted to say."
So how was I supposed to speak?

 

                                                                                                                         "...All right.
            ...But I had to.                                                                                      If you can do it, I can do it..."
I couldn't make us wait any longer.

 

                                            
                                                  Not when we had finally reached the breaking point.

 

...You had cried.
I can't possibly explain how deeply that moved me.

 

                                                                  I was crying too
                                                                             Silently
                                                                                                          Because the past few seconds
                                                                                                                 Had taken all my emotions
                                                                                                                            And given them to you.

 

We've finally reached the stars.

 

"Why is it always so much easier in my head?"

                                                                                                                       Simple.
                                                                                        Because you're not right there
                                                                                                       Not at that moment
                                                                                   &n bsp;   And I'm not trying desperately
                                                              To express the deepest emotion that I'm feeling.

 

To give words to what's in my heart.

 

                                                                             Please...
                                                                       Don't feel jealous...
                                                                        Don't feel guilty...
                                                                        Don't feel afraid.

 

Because, after all...
                                                                                                          ...We finally know the answer to the riddle.

 

                                                           ...If you want God's honest truth...

 

                                                          ...If you want to know everything...

 

                                                              ...Then I'll tell you everything.

 

 

 

                                                          Q-Lok... my Animus.

 

  

 

                                                                            I love you.

 

-spinningcannon