Same Ground
I stare at some place where my eyes shouldn’t land, and I see it again. Him with her, alone, spending time together. He has that familiar smile. A smile he used to share with someone I know…Now, he shares it with someone else. I feel a pang of jealousy as I watch them. He talks to her with so much animation and teasing. When was the last time he did that to me? When was the last time he annoyed me so much to the point of me hating it? When was the last time we had fun together? Ages ago… I now see him standing up ang walking away with her. This, I also see all the time. When was the last time we did that? When was the last time I’d be walking alone and the next thing I see is him by my side? When was the last time I felt happy in his company? They now move farther and farther. How I long to reach out to him but I can’t when I know that these hands can crush his heart once again. And so, I stay, seated, crushing my own fragile heart.
Someone approaches me and asks, “Hey, what are you doing?”
I simply look at him and say, “Nothing… nothing at all…”

nice… how nostlagic of the writer… hope that somday that the writer would realize things…