Sunday, August 24, 2008

1.21 am

I stepped out of the car to a breeze. Soft. Cool. The kind that makes you want to go for a walk. With a cup of tea. And someone that makes you laugh. The kind that reminds you of pianos. Music. And dancing. Dancing close. The kind that makes you fall in love.

I looked up at the sky. Clear. Starry. Perfect.

Just before I went inside, I closed my eyes. So I could remember. And then I closed the door behind me.

As I sit here alone in my bed, sipping my tea, looking out the window into the greying sky, I think. About last night.

And missed opportunities.

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