{"sf1_id":986906,"sf2_id":"Vm2YzZge","title":"Peculiar...","author":"Jiblits","words":848,"posted_at":"2016-04-17T10:49:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Poetry","Short Story","slice of life"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/986906-peculiar","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Vm2YzZge","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/3f/db/3fdb084f-8591-4bea-8172-63d152acdbae","description":"Sorry about the lack of uploads, life has been hectic, \u0026 doesn't look to be slowing too much =] Hope your all doing well my furiends ^_^","content":"Peculiar...\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n\nIn the moment, content, my eyes wandered to a shadow I hadn't seen in a while\n\nThe movement was still magical, I imagined so was the smile\n\nI didn't look toward the face of mental friction\n\nI'd only think back about physical addiction\u0026nbsp;\n\nMy history unwritten, the story not worth another glance\n\nI buried my resolve, \u0026 looked away from any second chance\n\nStill, as my focus became more-so a handout to hear a mention\n\nMy body relaxed didn't match my minds increasing tension\n\nScreamingly silent to not make a moment, I quietly waited for the chance to pass\n\nYou....mentioned my name...at last...\n\nI didn't notice till you were there in front of me, staring at eyes uncertain\n\nI had walked away from the possible showing, turning my back to it all, not realizing I was outside the stage curtain\n\nA blink of shock gave into a quiet smile half meant to be more\n\nEyes fixated, unable to be negated, my thoughts became sore\n\nTime tilted it's sands \u0026 brought up all that was buried among the years\n\nI held together, reliving for the instant, all my long past fears\n\nYou said tenderly, \"it's been a while\", \u0026nbsp;I was speechless till your next word was calmly spoken\n\nReady for any reply just a moment ago, I was now lost, my resolve, broken\n\nI simply looked away, unable to say a single thing to follow\n\nYour eyes were anything, caring even, but slowly filling with sorrow\n\nI knew the steps too well, no powers needed of the devine\n\nI saw it for many days, in the mirror, in mine\n\nI spoke without knowing what I'd say\n\n\"It's been quite a while, how have you been, each day?\"\n\n....you stumbled into a \"good, for the most part\"\n\nThe words seemed uneasy, like reality was unhappy with them, your memories pulling heavily at your heart\n\n...\"l'm glad\" I relaxingly said as I settled further in the conversation\n\nYou seemed to do the same, believing I believed you with easy persuasion\n\n\"And you\" those quivering lips said among the stillness around the lightening atmosphere\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I've been better, but no complaints on my end, not here\"\n\nYour look was one of wonder, I assume the same as mine\n\nIn this moment, as we danced round our past, I guess it was fine\n\n\"Anything knew you'd like to share?\" I said with a moment of hesitation in-between\n\n\"I found someone knew, but he's no you\" she said with a voice anything but mean\n\n\"That's good, I have too\", she looked at me like a book with small writing\n\nEach glance hopping for a chance to read clearly my emotion, each instance fighting\n\nNot sure where they are, but there here, that much I know\n\nShe responded with \"neither one of us seems to have the other to show\"..\n\n...I chuckled as I said \"so it seems\", \"I never would of thought of us meeting again, not in my wildest dreams\"...\n\nI hadn't noticed the last remark was followed with a tear\n\nThe voice had been confident, but the tone had been unclear\n\n\"I'm sorry\"....I didn't mean to upset, ignorantly, I didn't catch on\"\n\n\"Your still the same, saying sorry for something not your own fault, still one for compassion\"...\n\nWith a quick motion, the arms were around me before I could react\n\nA mimes mumble of something heartfelt was said, the words must of been exact\n\nI just didn't hear clear, \u0026 it became a moment to reflect on for another day\n\nFluttered, I didn't say another word before my past simply wandered away\n\nInto the crowd so easily flowing\n\nThe time we shared, we cared, in a way, never stopped growing\n\nThe love was gone, the space was real\n\nOur past in all its pleasures, was something at times, we could both still feel\n\nStrangers to the smiles in dreams that didn't be\n\nClumsy we were, for each other revisiting what we both could see\n\nI sat, for a moment before my \"new\" found me in my place\n\nWith an easy hug of \"are you okay?\", she kissed what I missed away from my face\n\nWith a hand out, we headed in, to the next thing we were to share\n\nMy past still alive \u0026 well, I mentioned only what I could in a stare\n\n\"I love you, you know that right?\"....\n\nWithout hesitation, another kiss brought shadowed reasoning into the light\n\nDissipating, unknown fading, I clearly walked with my mind envisioning only what I should\n\nFor the rest, whatever the next test, I was confident, all would be good\n\nSomeway somehow, to the future as it was now\n\nTill tomorrow, or later today\n\nI'm happy, with this in mind, these memories so kind, let them with me, get carried away...\n\n  \n\n\"To the bone, or bare before the door of my own being...\n\nI need no knock for the entrance I make into what I've done, to what I'm seeing...\"\n\n  \n\n  \n\n  \n\n---Thanks for reading---\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;---Always---\n  \n  \n\n"}