Frozen in Time
I see her. The tan pants. Her floral top. Her curled hair.
Everything felt right. I stumbled in words and movements.
I fell deep into her crystal blue eyes.
And thought to me “This has to be it.”
It has to be.
All I want is her. All I need is her.
And I fought for it. And I kept my secret.
The love I had for her.
And I showed her. In every moment we shared.
Just how much I loved her with every beat and every breath.
The flowers. The coffee. The book. The run.
I ran to her. I needed to tell her the words. Before she left, she deserved to know. I deserved to be honest with myself and her.
And so… I ran. I ran. I stopped. As did my heart.
I felt the pain of deceit. Of heartache. Of sorrow. I grieved. I cried. I healed. I processed. And then… I sat down and I wrote.
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