Saturday, May 03, 2008
Late Sunday night, the clock was ticking ever so quickly. The day had come to an end before we finally found a place where we could be alone. A metal bench offered little comfort from the cold. But we had each other...
(The sound of silence was broken)
I want to stop looking.
... I dont want to hold you back.
(somberly, she looked down and shook her head slowly...)
I wish I could foresee the future but I could not.
you look like you are going to cry.
Couldnt we at least work towards being together?
I want to plan but i cant foresee the future... so why plan?
Promise me you'll let me know if you've found someone else...
(Nodding subtly) I promise I'll let you know too.
Come down and visit us some time...
A fleeting moment in my life.
Happy and at peace, sans lust! The awareness that the moment was so fleeting brought me sadness and insecurity - the reflection of which permeated through my elation. I wasnt about to cry. I was just so happy and sad at the same time I didnt know what to think or say.