25 Years Ago
Before my mental breakdown
I lived with a Swede in
A town called “Linkoping”
In this small apartment
And we had one of those really
Intense relationships
Where we loved each other
Madly
But couldn’t seem to
Get along because
The relationship was so
Damn emotional.
We had a lot in common
And shared many of the
Same strengths and
Weaknesses.
Young
Cute
Moody
Smart
Strange
Introverted
She studied Physics
At the local University
And was so damn smart
That I think she won
Every argument,
But in the end
It didn’t matter because
We would end up in bed
Together
Afterwards
And all the fighting
And anger
Made the sex
That much better.
We’d have these
Wild conversations
Together about
Physics, the Universe and
God,
And I’d listen in awe
And then afterwards
We would fight over some
Trivial matter that usually
Involved
Money or
Politics
Then go to bed
And make up.
This cycle of
Fighting, Fornication
Physics, Fondness and
Fidelity
Continued until
Our relationship
Blew up
Like a Supernova
That collapses
Under its own gravity
Because the heat
Becomes too fiery and
Intense.
Its 20 year later
Now
And
We live on opposite ends
Of the world
But she still writes me
Every now and then
Because even though
That intense young love
Is usually
Doomed to failure,
It molds you
In ways that last a
Lifetime
And I know that
We would be different
People
If it wasn’t for the
Love &
Anger &
Adventure &
Fights &
Travels &
Experiences
That we shared together
In our great
Adventure.