“That’s Where I Find a Glimpse of Us.”

We all have that one person that out of the blue always crosses through our imagination. Sometimes you think about things that could have been sometimes you relive things again and again.

When I think of you, I think about art class. Where everything began. When I stole your seat and instantly declared us friends. When I signed up for the class it was just an elective I needed to fill, but oh how fast that class became my silver spoon, I needed your attention, and I liked that I was your secret distraction. I think about the time you gave me, so temporary, but it fed my soul in ways another never has before. It was my addiction. When you cross my mind, I always ask myself why, we had our story what’s done is done, why does my mind continue to draw you in and leave me feeling unbalanced.

I often ask myself was it the attention or knowing that we could never be that attracted me. I think you’ll always run across my mind I think I’ll always find you in my dreams. But when I look in the mirror and you invade my consciousness, I find a glimpse of us in who I was with you.