friends

I sat almost shaking, feeling my emotions rise from the pit of my stomach to the tip of my tongue where they stayed as I listened to you intently, watching the sky do what I could not,
cry.

It was a surprise, a pleasant surprise...one that was needed and so greatly appreciated. We laughed about yester years and the days that have gone by and talked for hours, never missing a beat, me realizing how much you have been missed. I think, you the same.

And somehow the passing of time mattered not so much. The fact our friendship rekindled was fresh. The diction of your words made me feel more than alright and for awhile, if only for those few hours of conversing, I felt normal and at peace as I once did before. For this I do not take lightly, knowing that we will speak again about people, about places, about things. Some of your thoughts were amazing, just as I remembered.

Upon saying goodnight I danced alone and watched the smoke from my filtered cigarette dance alone too. When I crawled under the covers I sensed a feeling of life that helped me over come the piercing ache in my back that I blamed on the bitter chill in the air even though I knew this not to be the truth.

I slept for an hour or two and awoke to today, just as I promised I would upon our saying goodnight and thank you and until next time.