Thinking about the three best moments in my life.
Trying to make a list of what is unforgettable,
Trying to rank the moments that define who I am.
Congratulations.
You made it.
That moment made it.
When you kissed me and held me and left me.
That moment when you granted my wish,
Freed my dream into the land of Reality.
Freed my fragile dream as it peeked around the corners of my heart,
Wondering if its moment had finally arrived.
And just as my heart unlocked the gate so my dream could breathe,
You turned around.
And broke it. Shattered it and made it unrepairable.
That moment defines me.
Not the kiss. Never the kiss.
Not the kiss, the kiss that I now realize was just a favor.
No. It's the moment when you turned around,
After holding me,
And walked out the door.
Smiling like you were walking on air,
Yet simply walking away from the feelings we undeniably felt.
The feelings we knew were there, too scared to confront.
It's the moment the next day,
When you never called.
The moment the next month,
When nothing's changed.
The moment I saw you looking into her eyes,
Instead of mine.
It's the moment now,
As I sit here, talking to a sheet of paper and a pencil,
And as you spend your night with her.
