Blast from the past

We were more than friends, but never lovers. Our relationship somewhere in between. You cared for me and me for you, but somehow we just could never seem to find each others hearts.

I remember the day my lips first touched yours, I was in awe at how gentle it felt, but the feelings inside of me erupted like a volcano giving birth to its lava.

Than I got the message, “1 message received.” Not surprised, I check the name and take a deep breath…I blink to confirm that my eyes aren’t playing tricks on me. I take a moment to think, I think back and wonder on the different paths our lives have taken. I think about things said and things never done. My curiosities drive me to click on the read button. I open it and it read, “Hello, I’ve missed you.”

My heart now racing and palms shaking, i take a moment to wait for the anxiety to subside. Images playing in my mind, a slight smile greet my lips as I finally pluck the courage together to hit the reply button.

As the open page sits before me, I run a film through the cinema of my mind. I remember the choices I have made, the ones that have become my life. I consider the implications any sort of reply would have. My fingers now itching to say hello too. I look to my left and see the photo, the photo of my life. I now proceed to ask myself seemingly logical questions but they seem so unnecessary. I start to over analyze as I usually do and My heart tells me “NO!”” no need to shout,” I tell her. And I close the message.

Still wondering about the that day, one thing I know for sure is that anything from the past should be left right there.