Sunday, November 10, 2013
in that moment
Photo via: margaret durow
There’s a half a million thoughts that are flowing through my mind. Most of these thoughts are a constant replay of those moments we were together.
I am a fool. Why I was ignorant to the changes that would come after that night is just beyond me. I guess I’m too simple-minded in that sense. You were made to disarm me and now you’ve infected my mind.
We are the same person.
I probably said it first. I’ve tried to recall it and yet I can only remember the bliss I felt lying there after, thinking of you and nothing else. I meant it – you are everything I was looking for. There are very few moments I haven’t thought of your face, your smile, your eyes, and the sound your voice. I miss you more than you miss me.
I’ve asked. I wish you could talk with me. The seasons have changed and I am still there in that moment, for many reasons. Where are things gonna go from here? I would be fine with anything except silence.
This cruel silence is like the worst possible thing. It’s killing me.