Thursday, July 12, 2012

Sssh.

You missed your train home.

You can sleep on my couch, I told you.

A nod.

The two of us.

Intoxicated individuals.

Holding hands (were we?) walking through the snow.

Lost gloves. Or was it one?

Were our friends with us?

Where had they gone?

Dispersed, into the night.

Us, together. Yet alone.

My heart had been broken. Yours wanted to help me heal.

I think back.

The nights blend together. There were so many.

So many memories.

I forget exactly where we started, but know where it ends.

On the way to my apartment ...

You made a phone call.

Hushed.

We were friendly, she and I.

I believe she trusted you.

And me.

She trusted me.

We got to my place.

A cab ride.

Stumbling.

Fumbling.

Friends.

Feeling more.

Wanting more.

I couldn't.

I wouldn't.

That's not me.

It's not you, either.

It wasn't us.

You knew.

I knew.

We both knew.

You settled in to sleep on my couch.

We sat.

We talked.

One moment fell into the next.

We kissed.

Briefly.

Quickly.

Stolen.

I said goodnight.

Went to bed.

Alone.

11 comments:

  1. I held my breath.....
    Well written!

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  2. I love what you did with this. The short sentences give it an interesting flow.

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  3. Wow, I was spellbound wondering. I'm glad that it went the way it did.

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  4. Like, like, like.
    Well done.

    A very enjoyable and fast read! Thank you.

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  5. Ooh, love the implication of trust and the remorseful, guilty pleasure of it all. Well done!

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  6. I like this very much. You captured very much in so few words. I really need to learn how to do that. Great work.

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  7. Nice job! I love the brevity of the piece and yet you captured the essence so well.

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  8. I caught myself reading faster to see how it ended. Well done! So many feelings in a short time. Love it.

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