Wednesday, October 6, 2010

The construct is just barely there.

It doesn't even seem real to me anymore.

Did it ever actually happen?

Did you actually happen to me?

How could I know?

I want to believe that it was real, but the memory seems so distant and faded.

No less meaningful, but like a scene out of a movie that I saw a long time ago.

And yet, those words...

Those words that were whispered so gently to me on the exhale of a breath.

Those soft, hedonistic words that so barely made it past my eardrums in the spectacular non-illumination of that distant spring evening.

Those words resonate through my memory with a sharper intensity than anything that I have ever heard.

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