I sit here waiting, I'm not sure for what. There is a moment of peace I didn't expect to encounter today. Listening to Chopin always makes me think.
Soon, we'll have talked. It will be dark outside. The humming cars passing by, the wheels crackling over the brick path, the sound of crying friends... soon, that will be over. Silence.
Finally, a moment where what is coming doesn't matter to me. The chaos hasn't ended, but for now, this moment holds me and lets me breathe. Suspended.
A quiet feeling. Maybe two. No more wondering. It's still unknown, but the racing mind can't change it. A thought to savor.
We're saying our goodbyes. We latch onto each other for as long as we can stand. Excitment, contentment, meloncholy. Contemplation.
It comes. I wonder. It's here. It's over.
This moment is peaceful. I think I'll stay right here.
-Lisa
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