(written: Aug 9, 2009)

One look, one smile and one short moment of forever that was measured by the beating of your heart rather than the hands in the clock. You knew it meant nothing and you believed that it was nothing but can you blame your poor and foolish heart if in that moment it felt something more?

How do you know you’re wrong? And how do you know if you even want to know that you’re wrong?

Isn’t it wonderful to be lost in that moment just this once, to just believe and stop making sense of it, to forget your insecurity and your pride because all you want to care about is how good that smile felt?

I know it wasn’t real. But I want to keep that moment by how it felt and not by how my mind told me it really was.