Lingering Dreams…

She looked him in his eyes as he turn away. As she spoke up, wait! Her tone changed. It wasn’t the same as before. Somehow it was sincere as it halted him from walking outta the door. He stopped, hung his head and sighed. It shook three times. She stood patiently trying to find the words. Muttering what she’d practiced so many times in the mirror as worth lurked. But mid sentence silence said it all. She knew there was something in their pause. He wanted to walk away until her genuine whispers spoke. “I’ve taken the some to realize who I am”. He replied, “I’m no longer the same man”. Her eyes teared up as he spun around. “Speak your peace”, he said quietly as he did with making a sound. But he knew something was different. She was a lil more elegant. Without words they were motionless. Yet, still hesitant. Staring in disbelief. Checking the way they breathe. Witness to the truths of life return like a roundabout needing a second chance. As in his mind, was it too late? As there was a longer in her willingness to her being well aware of what she’s come to admit to herself. She knew it was him that completed the itty bitty pieces of her norm craving to be felt. Without words, he looked her up and down in a wandering wonder of, why now?. She, stood in her determination to be seen as a use he couldn’t resist but the luv was the factor that rippled in the depths of hearts that spoke of wows. Triggering memories so fowl in which it was save self no matter what. He remembered that torture of holding the line of what was. She could see it in his eyes as she reached for his hand. Touching his fingers bcuz she understood him as a man. It just took some time to realize she needed to earn her place by his side. He was life. She was a stranger he thought he knew. As he awakened from a nightmare to watch it once again go, poof…