Insight To Chaos

I was euphoric. For the first time in 2 years. Logic hadn’t escaped me, I knew exactly how things might turn out. But, I let myself be happy. I didn’t allow doubt in my mind. The cynic let her guard down. It was nice to do so. It was all silly really – more romance than I might ever believe would exist in my world. Meeting under the fountain of eros, speaking different languages – stumbling through each others’. A foreign place. A foreign man. My mind remaining realistic through his chivalry and romance, my heart letting it all in. His insistence on walking us to safety, on staying in touch. A kiss on my cheek, “avoir les rêves doux.” I’m still smiling on a whim, just not for as long now.
I fail to understand the teasing. A taste of what is beautiful. Fate’s cruel unending taunts. My ever brief and always ending “adventures.”
That’s how it meant to be, I suppose. It’s wonderful here. Taking it all in leaves me with an almost overwhelming calm. I feel less myself here, less on guard. I love that.