i let them slip away.
sitting next to them in that room
with everyone around us,
soaked in the rain water i so adore,
i was happy.
we talked, laughed some, i looked
into their eyes. smiled.
it should have never ended. the sound of people talking filled my ears
but only their smile was processed
through my brain.
my hand, sitting complacently on my lap was brought back to
reality
when their fingers suddenly
touched
mine.
"is this okay?"
i didn't reply for a moment, but it seemed like years.
i said something but it was
meaningless.
an inside
joke.
we made no movement but
laughed instead and
seconds later my hand was left
alone.
and for just a brief second
there was something
in the air
around us, pulling on my lungs.
then it left.
but i
still couldn't
breathe.
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