Thursday, November 1, 2012

all wrong.

I
We sat there, early in the morning, holding each other tight to keep ourselves warm. 
We sat there, early in the morning, smoking funny, smuggled cigarettes.
He shivered for about a second, or less. It was a shiver, yes. I gave him my purple sweater. He put it on and held me. 
Like a child, he placed his head sideways on my shoulder. 

II

'I'm lying next to the world's best pillow and still not getting any sleep.'
I giggled and turned towards him. I held him, carefully. He rested his head on my arm and held me closer. 
My hands began to shake. They wouldn't remain still unless i held him, so i did. 

III

He lay still, on my lap, staring at the screen. I caressed the entire length of his hair, multiple times.
I smiled while i looked at him, every now and then. 
 "The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind". 
He shook, all of a sudden and held my hand. He cupped it in his and held it to his chest.

IV

It was dark, the auditorium. I sat behind, where only i could see what was around me and not the other way around. I rested my elbows on a chair in front of me and leaned forward. 
A group of people were walking towards the exit. I turned away for a moment and then turned back. 
A tall, lean silhouette stood there. Shoulder-length, wavy hair. He turned around and began to walk towards the exit. I blinked really hard to clear my eyes, whatever that means. I had to make sure it wasn't something i was imagining. He continued to walk towards the exit with his eyes to the floor. I continued to look at him until he walked out. The play began.

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