I could see the outline of the sun behind the green of the leaves spotting shade on my face.
I could see you focusing on something in your hands, sitting on a makeshift seat, squinting your eyes as you tried to understand.
There was a warmth in the air that swallowed me whole, and a sweet smell of earth.
People bustled about, paying no mind to me as if I was merely a ghost. I began to move my feet steadily and found myself deep within the trees until I came to the top of a leaf covered cliff.
I remember running past the blurs of coloured branches. There was a rush of blood and a zig-zagging of trees.
I remember your hands pulsing through the air with momentum, and light trodden footsteps following my own.
Leading you on a never ending chase. I remember your intense dark eyes and furrowing brows.
Your thick silence that made me reach for something inside of myself that seemed to be missing.
An odd silence that held my attention, as strongly as you seemed to neglect my own, in an overly nonchalant kind of way.
Where is this leading to? I hear myself ask in my head. I feel my body only from above and see the way it pushes up an incline, sitting at the very top, under shadows of shrubbery.
So where did you go?
I watch myself sit alone and realize your circling ever so slowly.
I think of how I should have said those words, but what words were those again?
The ones I don't understand how to translate into spoken language.
But if you had forgotten why would you still watch me like that?
If you had forgotten why do you keep silently slipping into my unconscious, leaving cryptic messages only to acknowledge me absentmindedly later?
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