It was just he and I. I logged off my computer and tried to talk and walk to my car at the same time. I had to put much effort into not rambling and saying incoherent mumbles. I came very close and his confused "What?" brought me back to my senses, and I took a deep breath.
What were we talking about? "Uh, yeah, I can't wait to have a house to plant a yard..." (Didn't really make sense but he didn't seem to question). "What? You have a case that you need to prepare for?" (I'm not going to take up your whole week, I just want to see you for 15 mins). "I've heard Palm Springs is a nice town to go for vacation." (Are you taking me on a vacation?) "Oh, your TV show is on? Okay, have a good night, call me when you get a chance."
The door slammed shut and I stood out side alone. The weather was incredible so I guess I didn't mind being outside. But he was gone. I truned my head a bit and noticed the yard. It was nice.
What was up between us? The downward spiral of our relationship had taken on the guise of a butterfly. And neither one of us had a net nor wanted to go find one. As long as it fluttered around and didn't land on anything we were fine.
My own voice, my gestures, my kisses, nothing seems to make sense anymore.
You can imagine how I would have been, if you had waited with your love for just a second longer.
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