Their lives were built on a foundation of scorn and abuse. Two people finding love not knowing what it was. Throughout their lives, they were talked about for things they’d never done. Marked with badges of contempt never measuring up to the standard others placed. So they kept their feelings silent while the world talked behind their backs.
Over the years their lives became fodder for the “I told you so” among them. Trying to do the best they could, limited by their chains of self-doubt and unworthiness. They stumbled through both the good times and the bad. Still playing with the “what ifs” they carried in their hearts.
Some thirty years later, with hearts still burning, they still keep the truth to themselves. For one because they have a lot of history between them. And two because a lot of those emotions buried beneath them, still tell them how worthless they are.
But it hasn’t stopped the love. It hasn’t stopped the passion or the desire. For pain and criticism bring there own kind of wisdom. Unwavering love brings is own as well. Together they have created who they are. Two lost souls finding solace in the hearts of one another.