May 23 2009
Ambivalency
The world flashes around me- hillsides engulfed in blooming flowers, trees occupied by families of creatures given freedom through their wings, and a lonesome cottage. This is where you live.
My eyes linger a moment too long on the window next to your doorway. What is it that you are doing inside? Reading a book? Writing a poem? Or are you lost in the depths of your self, eyes closed and head resting on a soft pillow while dreams of joy, bliss, and love flash through the perfection known as your mind? Am I in your dreams?
You are in mine.
I avert my gaze and look instead toward the blur of a landscape which is shooting across the television of my passenger-seat window. I smile as I think of you in your little cottage. Ah! Too smile again…
I stare into the rear-view mirror and watch as your cottage blends with the background and slowly fades away. The smile disappears, and the dullness of reality creeps into my soul once again.
Goodbye, and until we meet again.
