July 10, 2002 - 10:04 AM
Lost in a haze of music that swirls.
Where are you?
You step out of the mist to take my hand.
Who are you?
You pull me towards you.
I was frightened.
Wanting to retreat back to the fog I pull away.
Why did you let go so easily?
We stare in each others eyes a long, long time.
Why were you there?
The look softens and you step back out of sight.
Why did you leave?
I am tugged away by laughing faces.
Why didn't you say something?
The music dances the moment away.
Will you come back?
Then you're there again, with me, dancing.
Why did you come back?
The face of reason returns to take me home.
Why didn't you stop me?
Another shared glance.
What was I hoping for?
Another shy smile.
What did you want from me?
The haze clears and you are no more.
Where did you go?
Memories return...
Are you happy?
What sort of person are you now?
Do you occasionally think of me like I think of you?
Even all these years later?
Postscript: I am way too obsessive about this memory.
