When I Looked Back

It was love.

Heart stopping, breath racing love.

Holding tightly love.

Time passed.

My heart began to beat again.

My breath became slow and steady.

My grip loosened.

Monotony set in.

Aching for the memory,

Longing for the rush,

I looked away.

Where had it gone?

In a strangerís eye?

A strangerís touch?

Loneliness stretched as far as the horizon.

I looked back.

It was love.

Steady and true love.

Walking together love.

It is love.


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