should we end things

dreading an endless walk for its obvious destination would lead us to where we never set foot before

not together anyhow

the body didn’t want to cooperate at first for it knew change was about to bestow itself upon us and it’s the bodies’ nature to dislike change until it’s actually happening and we can suddenly remember how to breathe again

silly minds and their patterns wiggling their way into our days

so there we went into the late morning afternoon even quite sunny with a hint of rain and I was most definitely dressed for the occasion all in white my lucky outfit as some kind of hope it would save the day as if it needed saving

there we went my stomach in a big knot and him eating as if he hadn’t eaten in days there in front of me and there I was staring at the croissants entering his mouth wondering if I was going to vomit right there and then in that alleyway

everything suddenly heightened

the smells sounds people rushing by with feelings of their own and places to be and in front of me his eyes that I didn’t dare look into in that very moment his perfect hair and the sudden realisation that it probably wouldn’t be mine to touch for much longer as if I had owned parts of him before

temporary worries that faded as we entered cafe after cafe and had coffee after coffee after every one of which I felt more and more comfortable a little more detached from each other with each cup and with every sip entering our suddenly eager mouths

and with every slight release a relaxedness that made us talk more freely than we’d ever done before

we ran into all sorts of people old friends and new acquaintances that asked us what we were doing after which we simultaneously repeatedly blurted out with a sincere smile on our faces
we’re breaking up today

we talked about everything we never dared to the relief written all over our now not so trying faces

who knew letting go could be so binding

he never demanded my freedom from me and yet I had restrained myself overtime

I am after all a champion at fitting myself into spaces that were never mine to begin with

but it felt so lovely being touched by him

regardless - whether it was now or yesterday or never again

it still does - even if we did go our separate ways that day

-D.

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