I remember that day in the park. The hot summer was coming to a close.
The breeze was warm and gentle, and the late afternoon painted the mountains
a subtle orange hue.

In the park, music was echoing in every molecule of the atmosphere- ever so
softly... and my heart was instantly malleable to the slightest glance from
your iridescent eyes.

Over the years we had a continuous tango of suppressed lust- the secrecy of
forbidden longings was perfectly preserved and locked away in dark chambers
of our minds.
But in the penetrating sunlight of our last hours together, the locks
corroded, and the musty chambers fell to mere ashes.

As I sat on the bench admiring the endless blue sky, you walked over with a
presense of distinguishable courage and ambition. As outgoing as you are,
never had I seen it to that alluring degree.

When you sat next to me I was expecting the normal small-talk, a ritual of
deception that had become habit in your company- alas, a wind of change had
swept away everything routine.

The taunting anticipation of romance dissolved leaving only impervious
fervor- right then, at that moment.

Not a single word was needed to bring our lips together, and in that second,
a long, pure note resonated throughout a world that had only known silence.


Then, there lingered air stained with an adoration so precious, so
fragile... the world stood frozen.

Suddenly, a shift in pace-
it was as if every minute together was one not to be wasted- each so
valuable, so dear.
How odd it was, how different- two heart's inconspicuous longings that
had been compressed so heavily until they were thought to be mere illusions,
thought to be pointless and impossible were now cascading into each other.

How I embraced you, how you embraced me- how dreams were weaving themselves
into reality. When you spoke, when you laughed, when you cried, when you
kissed- I memorized you, and placed you so delicately into my mind- I
absorbed everything about you.

The sun started to set as our last seconds were ticking away- my eyes stung
with a downpour of tears. I saw blurred visions of the pastel colors of the
sunset, and your shadowed figure.

Then, there blew yet another wind of change- one that I was sadly familiar
with.

Just as quickly as you had stepped into my heart years ago, you were torn
away from me, leaving me empty and bleeding.

Where are you now I wonder? Has your heart been entranced by another? Did I
have such a petty personality that your heart had never been entranced in
the first place? Desperate I am, forced to ponder these questions.

I search for you, day after day, calling out, hoping-
but the only response I get is that of my pained memory...
 
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