Your power over me
As I sit down facing my laptop, looking at the snapshots that I took of you on our short video conversation. And I can't believe how happy I am. Stunned, repeatedly I move the arrows back and forth, viewing your beautiful photos, all of them perfect, all of them adding a hard pound on my chest, I try very hard disregard the tempo of the mouses sound as I shift from picture to picture, which rightly coincides to the beating of my heart. Then I stop and stare and I can not move, I have to will myself to write to you and describe how I feel. I close my eyes and feel the warmth that engulfs me, how does this feel? I can hear my heart beat, even after we spoke even after you said you had to go to your cousins place. I type and smile, I think and smile, I can no longer remove this smile that has been pasted on my lips ever since our last meeting, and I smile some more remembering the conversations we had just a while ago. They were about your flight, they were about what you were eating,...