The couch.

Is it an illusion? Are you really there? Are my eyes mocking my tormented soul?

From the sound of that silence, broken only by simple words, I shared a unique moment. Where were you? What were you doing?

It still seems ethereal, like a dream that you try to remember in the morning. A glimpse of someone so extraordinary my mind can’t cope with reality.

In the midst of laughs, sorrows, insecurities, traumas, anxiety. The heart was racing, the mind soaring between the imaginary. The fear of rejection slowly clashing swords with the courage of a kiss.

Sitting on that couch time flew by and stood still. The cold from that open window filled the room, the sounds of the street gently breaking the silence every now and again.

The skyline of the city settled the stage for the lines of the play.

“I want to fall in love…”

 The start of a sentence that left the rest to the imagination.

Sitting in the dark I screamed without making a sound, trying to break free from the chains I once threw at myself.  I locked myself away, too afraid to let myself out and now I’m struggling to break them.

I left without leaving, my body moved but my mind lingered. It’s still there, waiting for the hours to pass, for the days to merge and fade into the past.

You left me without words, wanting to rip the language apart in my search for what I want to say.

You are beautiful, a wonder left uncovered. Lucky me for crossing your path while I walked my own. And here is hoping that they continue in the same direction.