Sunday, November 20, 2011

suddenly i could see the scene as it was: shattered pieces everywhere. tears to my eyes: this was - and there is no way around - this was the moment of my life breaking into a gazillion pieces. that´s just how it was. oh jo.
I walked up to the signboard to see if it showed when the train was coming. I stopped to look and met your eye. You were standing right there and calmly looked at me. Without glasses all I could see was your frame, your expression, I had this distinct feeling of "that is it"! I was surprised how calm our encounter was. I looked up to the sign and back to you. "So where you going" you asked and we started talking. Until our paths diverted again. I could have asked you to join you and keep on dancing but I went home. I didn´t ask you to drink a coffee with me. I didn´t ask for your number. I just left. Maybe that´s the glory. For the sake of the story. For the sake of that feeling that I arrived. Feelings are real but maybe they just are what they are. And maybe I was just a fool.