My heart stopped, literally stopped, when I saw you. I felt that all too familiar pressure in my chest and the bright, but not too distant, sparks in my vision.
How odd that this current pain nearly mirrors that old pain which was a result of our last meeting.
It's strange how the whole world can stop for an instant and I'm the only one to see it.
That one moment goes on for a very long time. While we are both here, (and with only one of us aware) we are also back there (both of us hideously unaware). The things we've learned since then make that last meeting's meaning opposite of what it really was.
Moving slightly backwards, I avoid your notice and am a little sorry for it. I would have liked to see the same reaction in you, to look in your eyes and see the deep realisation that everything was different. So different in fact, that it couldn't have possibly happened. Only that it did happen.
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