September 29, 2011 in B
She walks into the room and I skip a breath.
I look past her but not far enough for her escape my peripheral vision.
She scans the room. I look right at her.
Our eyes meet.
Long blink. I want to hold it. Burn it in. Open.
She disappears out the door. She didn’t find what she was looking for.
Blink. Damn, it’s already fading. Hell, I’ll just keep ‘em closed.
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