I see him and his ruffled hair, his shirt is unbuttoned, I look at him salaciously right from his melancholic eyes, to his lips and down to his neck around his collar, unbuttoned shirt, and right down the third button where I can’t see any skin. He is immersed in the taste of my wine looking at the picture hung on the wall.
May the time stretch above and beyond, I wish to live years in these little hours together. I never felt that time wasn’t enough until I started spending it with you. Each second, each moment is precious. I never valued time that much, until I came to realize I have so limited time with you,
What happens when someone you loved, comes back into your life? We all have been broken, shattered and left by someone we thought we loved. What if we could have them back? Ever wondered will your heart still love them the same, the million pieces of our heart heal over time and still, the scars bleed afresh when something triggers us against them.
I am staring into the blank air, listening to the sounds of my breath. The swing squeaks as I float sitting over the flat gapped iron rods beneath me. I am thinking about meeting you this morning when we were standing outside the cafe and how there was a sudden thunder rumbling before it rained.