Nothing was ever said between us. We didn’t need words- it was all in the air, or maybe even in the universe.
Nothing really ever happened between us. It was our body language that exposed us.
But still NOTHING happened.
Then why after all this time I’m here, still searching for you? Why am I still craving the feeling I had when I was around you, even though I don’t remember what I felt then.
Why do I still believe that you’re here, even all you giving me is a silence, while some strangers respond to my letters?
I’m starting to think this place is cursed. Deceptive land of unanswered questions.
Remember that day when we ran into each other. It was the same day when ‘your’ letter got published here. I didn’t know then, I wasn’t here yet. I didn’t know this site existed…You passed me waving little awkwardly “hello” with the slight smile on your face. That image stayed with me for days.
It was couple weeks later, when I read a book, some short expression drew my attention. To make it short -one thing led me to another and that’s how I ended up here.
I didn’t expect to find anything but I did. It was unmistakable, titled the way not many could read and the content fitted you as well. It was posted on same date..
That was hook for me.
Why am I telling you all of this? I don’t know. Maybe because I’m tired of being here and I’m stopping to believe that I would ever tell you this in person.
Maybe I just want to move on and forget about all of this, and not worry about its meaning- just treat it like another deception.
But if that was just NOTHING, why am still here? Why are you still here?