A dry, wide desert as far as the eye could see. I was in an old cargo truck, similar to a WW2 personnel truck. Pedal is hitting the floor, the warm air hitting my face, which is half covered with a scarf wrapped around my head and covering my mouth and nose.
The truck is difficult to maneuver, luckily nothing is in sight. Except a large mountain in the distance, with a hidden cave at the base. And I was headed for it.
Upon entering the cave, I notice skeletons littering the shallow corridor. Evidence of boobytraps all over. No one had made it this far. And then I saw it. The lamp, perched on a pedestal with a glimmer of light fixed upon it. I rushed up to grab it, not even thinking of any traps that could be placed on it. Picking it up, the room shakes and moans, but it seems safe. I use my scarf to rub the lamp, when the room goes dark, a bright yellow light emits from the spout of the lamp, orange and blue smoke follow quickly, and a being appears.
Wearing a tan tunic, and seemingly more modern jeans or pants, he looked normal.
“Um-” I barely managed to get out. The being turned to me, grabbing a flat cap from his pocket and putting it on.
“Hello there!” He said, with an accent I couldn’t identify. He smiled at me, he knew exactly why I was there.
“You have travelled far, you have been through a lot, and finally you have found me.”
“You’re going to say genie, yes I am.”
“Do I get wishes?”
“Two? I thought three”
He walks over and leans against the column in the center of the room.
“Look at you, you’ve done your research. Even though is incorrect. I get to decide how many you get.”
“You’re messing with me?”
“I gotta have some fun in this, yes?”
“I guess so. So, do I just make the wishes? Or-”
“Yeah whatever you want, how about I give you as many as you can think of however,” he appeared on my right grabbing me, and pulling me close, “if you attempt to wish for something, that maybe is against the rules, I will decide if we continue.”
“Okay, so can I make a small wish first?”
“Anything you want.”
“I want to go home.”
Everything was suddenly engulfed in light and then, my eyes opened and we were standing in my house.
“Well,” he said to me, heading to the fridge grabbing a beer, “what next.”
“Are you drinking a beer?” I said, confused.
“Well, yeah. I haven’t been let out of that lamp for 20 years. I like to enjoy myself.”
“Yeah, you said that.”
“I want her to love me again.” The words just came out of my mouth, not hesitation.
“I can’t make her love you. To make someone love you, would have dire consequences.”
“Can I wish for her to forget everything I did?”
“To do that would take away from her character. You made your mistakes, and you tried to fix them. But to remove the mistakes, you would not be who you are, she won’t be who she is.”
“Can I wish for her happiness?”
“As long as you can accept the fact that, her happiness may not include you.”
“Okay, I want her happiness. And I want my happiness too.”
“If your happiness is to have her, I cannot give it to you. I can’t force her to do anything. And neither can you. So you must choose. Her happiness or yours?”
“That’s impossible.” Tears flooded my eyes as I sank to the floor. The genie came to my side also sitting on the floor. His arm draped around my shoulder.
“Nothing is impossible, being difficult doesn’t mean it’s impossible.” He said.
“But if I make this choice, I’m suck with it.”
“Yes you are. So what’s it gonna be?”
I woke up. In the same bed I fell asleep in, feeling no different than the night before.
My boyfriend and I are somewhat alone in the choir room and we’re eating macaroons and he says “oh you have something on your face,” and I’m like wait really what is it?!” then the smooth fucker kisses me and says: “my lips.”
It will be strange to be in love with someone else
Strange to be held in someone else’s arms
But I am ready for that strangeness
I am looking forward to it
Done with all the sameness of loving you
Ready for the strange