i was sitting at the table fumbling with my hands unaware they were moving from here to there, absentmindedly in front of me sat a bowl of mostly unappetizing fruit, to say the least but near the bottom i spied something bright orange, i reached in and pulled up a nectarine, small glistening, how could i have missed you? yet here you are, nestled in my palm i couldn't wait to peel back the skin to reveal the fruit underneath, little by little i pulled back the sections i had exposed until i saw the luscious looking fruit underneath as the juice ran over my hands and between my fingers i could hardly wait, the anticipation was building until i took the long awaited bite, i blinked once, twice as the sour taste overwhelmed my taste buds that was it, the moment gone, my expectation underwhelmed