fairytale.

Breathless

I never thought we'll ever meet again. I never thought you'll recognise me even though you were walking behind me with a crowd. Your voice calling out my name, but I didn't spare a second thought to the idea of turning around to see who was calling me.
Your arm around my shoulder, holding me tight, speaking to me in a gentle manner, more refined than I remembered. I was pulling away, but you were following me, as if you didn't want to let me go. I never knew that your voice could sound like you were regretting something, nor that your eyes could express your feelings of joy so lovely. I still wonder why you care more about me trying to get away, than your girlfriend who you forced to come along. You were keeping me on your right side, until the time to split up came.
I don't remember what you said to me at that time because I was mesmerised by your behaviour and the way you gently caressed me face. Your face was close to me and I quickly noticed your unsettled eyes that looked as if you wanted to say something more.
Next time we meet, would you tell me what you wanted to say?

Labels: Bondless, Breathless, Fireworks, Friends, Friendship, Gentle, Holding tight, Let us meet again, My Intuition, New Years, Painless

POSTED BY Unknown ON Monday, 31 December 2012 @ 23:45