Friday, March 30, 2018

So long ago


It seemed so long ago yet it was only a blink since I saw her, the dress she wore blowing in a spring breeze allowing me one look at the softness that was her, my thoughts on fire for that brief moment etched in my eternal memory. There were throngs of people around her at the train station and I had to zig and zag throughout them to keep her in my sight for fear of losing her forever in a crowd of stick figures that meant nothing. She was short in stature but wore heels which allowed me to keep her in view or at least her hat, a red one with a feather on its side a bull’s eye of sorts to where she was. Daylight was fading fast as the people kept moving towards whatever or whoever they were heading to in such a god-awful hurry. Then I realized I was just one of those stick people only the one I was heading to didn’t know I existed as the red feather got further and further away. Night fell, and I slowed my pace letting the sounds and lights of the city suck me in and take me away, but I will never forget her or, so I say now as I roam alone and lonely in a sea of red feathers…….

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