I am afraid that when I see you
the ‘I love you’ waiting in my mouth will tumble out
and leave the aftertaste of regret behind;
lately it’s been fighting to escape,
but I’ve managed to keep my mouth shut.

One week,
until we are back to where the second chapter of Us began,
back in September:
reunited in your apartment after eight years,
high on the excitement of strange familiarity;
waking up and smiling, even though
we never touched in the night;
Love’s first embrace wrapping her
warm arms around our hearts (again).

Feelings have dipped high and low since then,
from high-flying, head-over-heels-in-love euphoria,
to the numb sadness that weighed down my heart.

Still, I am eager to turn the page,
the romantic in me hoping
that the end in store for us
is a happily ever after.

Pandora nearly killed the world with her curiosity;
I only hope that the little wisp of hope she let out
doesn’t kill me.
© Copyright Clueless Cat @ http://twentysomethingandclueless.wordpress.com 2008

3WW words: apartment, began, numb