We connected briefly. Until Twilight's sadness overtook our conversational space.
You see- I knew Twilight mingled and liked it on some level. But all I felt around him was a large pool of mosaic aqua hues, a giant spherical tear on an expanse of smooth white marble.
It didn't frighten me. It overwhelmed me. Stopped my chattering mouth at his sight.
I was 'fraid he'd know I knew about what he hid. So we shared silences, some awkward, some uncomfortable.
I thought he'd found out that I knew by then.
But he only said I was cold and unfeeling and left the get-together shaking his head.
Ours was a brief friendship.
7 comments:
Southpaw: u stole my words!! :))
We are humans, and it gets difficult when expectations rise between people.
Hope tht u don't judge ppl b4 putting urself in their place. :)
Southpaw: Then should they judge just as quickly? :)
Nahuatl: Expectations usually run both ways :)
Then does it help, keeping the things to oneself n not opening up?
Why should it hinder? :)
Southpaw: :)
Well, its your choice to shut up and watch the drama leaving other person bewildered.
Then he will do what he will understand. Why blame him when you were a part of this?
nahuatl: A group of us spoke to him and his friends.
You're making assumptions now :).
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