a smile in her eyes and a sunflower in her hair.* (retro_chica) wrote, @ 2011-02-21 22:41:00

Requiem
headphones in.

the whole bus ride, staring
out windows and seeing
only
cars, falling snow, people.

the world according to this one song.
it wasn't the sound of belching
exhaust pipes,
acceleration.

i walked in the gently falling snow that night.
my foot steps, small.
slide, lift, press. slide, lift, step.
each one unsure, hopefully decided.
they walk next to another's.
who you were i do not know.

but later on,
if someone passes the way we did,
they might think we walked together.
the way my steps traced around yours.
woven, like the head upon my head,
circled with and without thought:
i ended up just walking side by side them.

i didn't want you to feel alone, i
didn't want to be
alone.

strange, and sad.
i feel closer to a pair of
size 9 bootprints,
listening to soft acoustic rhythms telling
me "they will see us waving from such great heights".

i feel closer,
than i might have been,
had you actually been there.

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