distilled
 a garden of lilacs under a sheet of ice


stain
Thursday 27 September 2001

Someone nearby in chem discussion today smelled just like him and my body froze, barely breathing. Each small breath sent a shiver through me and each time my body shook with the force of an old memory made new again by a stranger's scent yet so familiar--

I still remember what its like to be in love and if I stand out in the cold night air and squint my eyes tight enough closed, I can feel him there next to me, just standing (as always), and I know that if I let myself get close enough, I could fall in love all over again with just the strength of a memory.

:~:

for future reference
i will not try to write only
when bad things happen

and since i haven't said it lately
thanks for reading.


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