Untouched

Realising the way things have come, and gone... and the enormity of what 'love' really means.

It was a reluctant affair...
that only myself could really relate
as I sat and stood, then lay for a bit.

Your smokey eyes met mine, but my mouth refused the thoughts, that were lost in my head...
and so we just lay, but I could read your mind, over
and over. Gone and there again.

The sky changed, resembling our emotions, colliding as they always did.
The floor lay untouched, as I slowly, but silently slid... down our past.
Thinking and feeling
you suddenly behind me
hugging, tugging, just being there

Is this real?
Is 'love' really real?

It was a reluctant affair...
that sometimes only included myself, my thoughts
as I walked and ran, then rested for a bit.

When I came home, you'd make your presense somewhat significant
to me
Maybe this was it
you knew!
Just how much i was falling away from you.
Or maybe thats how you knew, because my words were untouched
And our lives remain hushed.

Author's Note

Your thoughts? I wrote this for a contest.

Reviews

[Wild Willow Blue]

A contest where it was a winner, I'm sure. Beautifully sad, I feel. Very quiet yet screaming with emotion. I felt like I was the mistress in this story. If this was a movie, it would be black and white. All the best movies are black and white. Just beautiful.

[Zachary_James]

This is brilliant, it truly is. I loved it

[BMColey]

this brings back alot of past moments that give me chills. nice piece