A Thousand Years Later

It had been a thousand years since I had seen you last. In a deliberate attempt to feed my memory, I conjured an excuse to pass you by today. It was a casual encounter that a passerby has with an architectural marvel while his vehicle speeds him away at a hundred twenty kilometers; beholding the greed of absorbing every ounce of detail of the art in a mere fraction of a second.

Likewise, I passed you by today- hesitant to meet your eyes and spoilt for the choice of seeping in your design, your fashion or the emotions shuffling across your eyes and smile. Amidst the chaos that was plundering my heart, I saw enough of nothing. Not even the color of your shirt. It was a glimpse so short that it's memory lost it's way to my heart as if it went into a self destruct mode before I could touch it.

But it happened again. Your voice fluttered it's wings onto my ears and before I knew, my body had turned to follow it, as if my body had a mind of it's own. I saw a flash of your beautiful silhouette and time froze into a velvet capsule, my heart beating in a scattered frenzy that could outrun a jetplane; my gut knotted around my tender neck and my breath caught in a bubble wrap waiting to pop; my cheeks flustered with darting radiations of a nuclear fission that could burn down the entire universe if I dared look at you once again.

And once more, the mind of it's own pushed me to hide behind the wooden desk like a timid gazelle ducking to camouflage itself at the sight of it's predator; like a scared teenage girl so shy she could run for her life if her lover crossed the next by lane. My body limp with the fear of unknown and my thoughts numb from your tepid demeanor, but it couldn't care less about the crowd that gathered around me. As I raised my disheveled mind half hoping you were still there, I watched you vaporize into your obvious territory.