Jun 24, 2010 22:37
I remember this one time.
When we were up on a hill.
We had walked through some prickle bushes to look at a caged lake.
The concrete looked especially nice. (I think the graffiti added a nice touch).
But I look happily upon that moment.
because you hit me
Not literally. But you hit me.
Like a lightbulb to a cartoon thinker
Like a car to a new road.
You hit me.
Time didn't slow down. It didn't pause. It didn't stop.
Time was perfect.
Because that is a time for you and me.
I don't think I said anything about it at the time.
I don't think you thought anything about it at the time.
But I remember.
I remember this one time.