One Day.

"One day, you'll find someone you'll move for"

What a beautiful and sad sentence. For one day is like an eternity, but in truth we only have a short span of time to find it.

Rift.

This is unsettling.

Something is amiss,

Like a minute detail lost in the moment,

Or the heightened sense that a boundary was crossed and broken.

The music is playing,

But neither of us are dancing.

It's as though a decision was made silently and secretly,

And there is now a wall.

We've returned to our own circles,

Separate, cold.

I don't like what this is,

But if it proves true I will watch us drift apart,

Without making a move,

Without a sound.

We'd be strangers,

How truly sad and tragic.