My Sanctuary

Thursday, April 16, 2009

AN EMPTY GLIMPSE

I saw you walking down towards me. I began feeling quesy. My body shivered. My heart...I felt it skip a beat as you get closer and closer. I felt rather silly feeling that way. So much has happened between us. So much time has past since then. every step you took made me feel more uncomfortable, more conscious with my surroundings and more conscious with how I look. Then, I laughed at myself. It's childish to feel that way, especially towards you. A few steps later, you came so close that my body jerked up and stood, probably a reflex of my nervousness. I felt my hands go from warm to average and then to ice cold. They numbed. Then I stretched my hands to greet you, to show you my existence in case you forgot. I smiled and surprisingly, you smiled back. Then you started running towards me. My lips quivered and my mind worked overtime to run through all possible words to greet you correctly. Just when I was about a fraction of a second from uttering, you passed right beside me. Your hair brushed the burning skin of my face. I turned around to see were you went. It was my mistake, a mistake to expect you to pay the slightest bit of attention to me rather than all of our other friends. And to think, I finally thought you were looking right at me, only to find out that you just unintentionally caught my sight, finding others that aren't me. An empty glimpse, that was all. No meaning, no intention.

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