Unstoppable Force, Immovable Object

Unrequited love should not exist, the powers that be in the universe should forbid it. Its existence makes me doubt intelligent design. It makes me scoff at those who believe they control their destiny. Whenever I hear someone utter the words “I always get what I want” I sigh and nod and hope they never learn the bitter truth.

Unrequited love should not exist. I remember the first time I kissed you; well, the first time you kissed me. I remember it as if it were happening right now. You leaned in and kissed me, and while there was no music playing in the background it did appear to me that time slowed down and I experienced our first kiss in slow motion. I remember feeling light-headed. Not because I was nervous or exhilarated, but rather because I forgot to breathe. You leaned in, and as your lips approached mine, my breath caught. The miracle that is our autonomous nervous system managing our breathing even as we sleep was brought to its knees not by the touch of your lips against mine, but by the mere promise of said touch.

Unrequited love should not exist. I cannot understand how a human being can feel so strongly, so devotedly for another, and be able to affect nothing. I cannot understand how I can stand before you, having demonstrated that I would not only move mountains for you but build them, I would not only part oceans for you but tile their floors, only to learn that it amounts to nothing. I don’t understand how a ferocious and all-consuming all-creating force of love can reside within me, pulsating beneath my skin, reverberating through every wave of my consciousness, exhausting me, energizing me, dropping me from a jet with no chute plummeting and crashing into concrete only to pick me up and heal me whole and ready to do it again… all the while having no effect on you.

What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?
I’ll tell you what happens…

– Yakhne