Entanglements

The door to the ladies room opened and she walked out, not at first seeing him waiting for her outside the mop closet.  Their eyes met but she could not expect what came next.

"There comes a time for all friends to kiss!"  he did as he said and their lips met, their bodies spun until he was pressed against her, she against the hallway wall in this bar after midnight.

People walked by there brief moment.  People who knew them.  Who knew her best friend.  Who knew his girlfriend.  People who knew they were one in the same and that she sat at the bar just a few yards away with a Jack and Coke.

The repercussions of this moment.  The guilt.  The ending of a friendship. The splitting of lives as belongings would be divided up and lovers would become estranged.  And the sadness of the fact that three people who truly cared for each other would, in short time, cut all entanglements and never speak again.  Three lives spun off into the awaiting sea, each to find their own deserted island on which to play out the remainder of their days.  Pitting regret against anger.  Sadness against a moment's thrill when two people became a stone in a river around which all lives, no matter how powerful and planned must flow.  A thing that is Now and does not care.  Unaware or unconcerned about the erosive effects of the river.

Reviews

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Some things we cannot control and the more we true the more we lose- wonderful moment to have been fought up in and choices following actions- excitement in your words but a sadness for two people’s feelings that might never come to be - made me think about life and way things happen at times.. enjoyed it🌹

[Phillip W Parsons]

Thanks for reading. I appreciate the review.