He stood there, for the first time in God knows how long.
I couldn't breathe, he was chatting with some friends and didn't notice me.
Realizing I had stopped walking, Calmly I got my barings back.
He saw me,
Sheer panic
Do I have that look of longing on my face still?
No.
The next few minutes are a blur, all I know is we talked like normal people.
Not two people in movies who suddenly realized they were in love.
Nope.
The normal friendly kind of people, I wish it were otherwise.
I hope no one can hear my heart beating as fast as it is.
Or see that first secret halt in movement before a sane mind was found.
Conflicted feelings wish he would have never come back.
No one wants to say goodbye.
Those firm arms and whispered words are never enough.
But we pretend, we pretend everything will be fine.
Silently,
We fall.
Alone again.