Timing

Timing

When I first saw you, my eyes couldn’t help but to widen.

It seems like no time has gone at all, and yet here you are, standing in front of me. It’s difficult for me to take a deep breath right now. It’s impossible for me to look away from you. The smallest movement is too much for me. 

I need to find some stillness. 

My heart longs to leap into your embrace. I need to develop some sort of resistance to you. I crave you. I need to get away from here. I was wrong to arrange a pick-up from the airport. It seems like yesterday you had left. It’s been at least ten years.

You’re in no rush, yet the distance you need to travel is decreasing rapidly. My pulse is rapid. My heart abandoned me when you did, but now it waits hopefuly by the door. I feel like a storm is brewing in my gut. The cold and perspiration make my hands shiver. I feel a chill run down my spine. My moisture is drying up in my mouth. I am unable to take a breath.

You are close to me. Your air is warming me up. Now I have your undivided attention. Are you playing? Your face betrays the absence of a grin. The very thought of that makes me shiver. I really pray that you don’t catch a glimpse of it. We share a kiss. Polite and kind. 

I am completely frozen.

Please stay put. I gently touch your face. There’s a tender look in your eyes. Softly, I kiss you. I sense your need. I hug your neck and give you a passionate kiss. Oh, how I longed for your return.


I wake up. I can still feel you. This time it’s a dream. You are still far away. I cant accept these dreams anymore.


If you have chemistry, you only need one other thing, but that thing is a bitch: timing.

 

Photo by Keith Chan on Unsplash

 

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