Until You Blink

You are always here to listen. I can talk to you about anything. I'm proud to be able to cross my fingers and say the me and you are "like this". You are a friend in every way that a friend should be.

As I sit across from you I can see every minute detail in your expressions. Generally your face radiates with the most genuine and naturally stimulated happiness.

But something is different about your reaction to what I am saying to you this time.

As I confide in you about the current woman in my life I can see that something is wrong. While my smile grows every time I describe one of her many characteristics that drives me crazy, I can tell that your smile is becoming more and more forced.

I do not mention it because I am still not quite sure why.

So I go on. And with every detail that I recite with pride, I can feel the energy leaving your body. You smile and nod and tell me repeatedly how happy you are for me. And I believe that you are happy for me. But you seem increasingly saddened.
Are you ok?

And then with one lasting and mentally connecting look into your eyes you tell me everything that your mouth couldn't.

It pains you to hear about a girl in my life that is not you. To hear me express for someone the very feelings that you have longed for me to express towards you.
For an unimaginable amount of time you have secretly yearned for a deeper connection between us.
You know in your heart that every description of the new woman in my life is in fact a mirror description of yourself. I could replace her name with yours and every single word would still be applicable.
But this is more than just common jealousy isn't it?

Wait... Do you love me?

Damn... You do don't you?


I try to respond before we lose the connection of our gaze.

I am so sorry. How did I miss this? How did I not see the signs?
Quite frankly, I have always had feelings for you as well. And I think in a way I have been trying to find someone that could remind me of you. For so long that quest went on with no avail. But, I think I have found you now. Well... her. I've found her. She makes me happy. Immeasurably happy. There is no way that I could turn my back on her now.

I'm sorry that our time didn't happen.
I'm sorry that I missed the signs.
I'm sorry that you didn't tell me.
I'm sorry that she is experiencing the love that you wish you were.
Simply put... I'm sorry that you are not her.

And with a tear inducing blink of your eye, our connection is lost.


Live, love & learn!
-The King