Snowy night, but the wind was not cold. And out of nowhere, these words in black and blue flash across the screen. It was an unexpected change of events, but only for a fleeting minute in time. I re-read the words about a half dozen times and attempted a mental barricade against the situation. Yet the walls couldn’t even hold for an hour. There I was again. Wondering.
I can’t quite read what your intentions were, and with my reply you disappeared again into the world. I stared at the endless ink of sky and sat down on a cold metal bench. Tears came. They didn’t fall. I touched my forearm again. Although I couldn’t feel the tattooed letter, I knew it was there. And with that transferred touch, a whirlwind of emotions stole my thoughts.