Emotions Touch Themselves at Night

 

I checked you out twice. Then you IM-ed me. We talked for time that exists beyond the regular time boundaries and doesn’t fit in any socially accepted time frames. It might have lasted for an hour or only for couple minutes. The numerical time was irrelevant compared to the big, deep-reaching crystalized words that played nicest sounds in our hungry ears and starving hearts… We talked about the world and its big dreams for different kinds of people. We travelled our memory lanes back and forth. Up and down. We shared and exchanged fragile moments and delicious memories from our past, present and possible future.. Words became musical notes and our fingers typed words that danced  Tango passionately  – when you live the moment not caring about the future and letting the past go – ignoring the  tiny chat window and illuminating the actual distance between our material bodies. I thought it was adorable until –

 

you asked me out to watch the Sunrise.

 

… with you ~