Poised for Take-Off

She sees you like an ornate decoration on the Christmas Tree. A shiny red Christmas ball or something of that sort. Yes she sees you but only during Christmas. The best time of the year and be in love. Forget about summer, as you said summer sucks and you feel an indefinite stickiness when it gets mentioned.

But still its not been too long ago. Two years to be exact, if you can call it that long, since you saw each other closer than a few inches from each others faces. Breathing the same air. Exchanging silly promises and looking each other like well, a future in the making.

Every kiss that mattered. Every silly joke thrown unto the blue sky. Every butterfly you catch then set free. Every happy moment together. Well that’s it. They are now just mere memories.

Today every romantic movie you shun away. Everyone seems to be inlove you start to make frown faces at. When you drink coffee alone you don’t finish it once you remember it was what you used to order together. Then you tell you yourself, well I’m fine. Yes. You repeat that over and over again.

Your lost scribbles are revisited.