A Brief Infatuation

It was a short infatuation

but a radiant one

one that lit me up inside.

you were bright and

magnetic.

I used to think: “I could fall in love with you…”

but that was in fact far too soon to say.

and I knew that,

indeed.

So I let time go by

and I get to know you more.

you knew of my sadness, you knew of struggles, you listened to my words—

and i listened to yours…

we grew closer, we made plans together, we accepted each other,

we watched a sunset together—that’s got to mean something, right?

and then one day you said:

“I’ll build a house for you,” and I thought you were an

angel.

you made me smile. really smile.

but now, of course, we don’t talk anymore and i’ve been hearing bad things about you. now i don’t even know if we’ll see each other again.

but that doesn’t really make me that sad.

and that doesn’t really make me that happy.

but i will always carry you with me in memory and in fondness.

i’ll remember how much i loved to look at you when you talked, to study your face, to try to commit your smile to memory.

and when you would look at me,

your eyes big and

blue…

...how funny it is how fast some people can come into our lives

and how fast they can leave.