Frozen in Time...

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.