December 17, 2008

the longest weekend.


Your cunning schemes shocked me once again, but it was just this last time your biggest surprise tethered me speechless and so faint I couldn't even move from where I stood in my bedroom. This wasn't supposed to happen at all. It was too soon to see you again anyway. Were you trying to kill me? My heart was going to burst I could barely breathe. But, of course, you were only very amused, that victorious grin playing in your lips, a calmness that only you can achieve. Despite the whirlpool that left me dazed the rest of the afternoon, this faithless heart longed for what was lost the moment you turned around and left again.