fixit.
i think this one is gonna be an edit and possibly extended. ideas?
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secundum pluvia
an old piece of mine. -eh.
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today, everything came rushing back to our two entities in the foggy morn, still raining, but not a tremendous storm like it was yesterday. it was at that moment that i chose to look up and into his eyes, pouring into mine. i knew that look and it could not pass us by. “i deserve better,” my mouth sputtered, deceiving every fiber in my body that signaled, “tag, you’re it.” he realized what the zephyr in that cold morning was saying.
“one chance.”
my mind exploded. everytime i tried to getaway, he shows up in my rearview mirror. i can’t seem to force him out. with my brain working in overdrive overtime, nothing added up. calculations and statistics all pointing to the same outcome:
NO.
yet, i couldn’t restrain from feeling something. it was at that moment that i looked to his face, so full of innocence and confusion. “if only you figured what would have been; if only you knew what you wanted. i guess i’ll be the best you never had because you don’t deserve another chance;” but the question that came from my lips formed the single word:
“when?”
this is how we deal. the cards were dealt, but now reshuffled. i hoped for better circumstance, but to no avail. so, this is how i do.
whatever will be, will be. i know this.
but the past is still the past. and this is our now.
you never said anything in return.
just awkwardly stood and thought.
then, i said, “goodbye.”
the rain stopped its pitter patter to adopt a slowing tempo slowly coming to its end. i smiled when my back was turned to you and you still just stood, not knowing what to think about the encounter that will redefine borders.
i’m
moving
on.
