Tag: technology

He arrived, sudden, unannounced

His face breaking through the ordinary distance

As if it had always been meant to

No message, no soft entry, no careful arrangement of words

Just him, immediate

Carried to me through light, through that thin permission we give each other to be seen

And I saw him

Not reduced to language, not filtered through delay

But moving, speaking, choosing

Alive inside the small machinery of his day

I

In bed

Unarranged

Held in that quiet, private softness reserved for no one but myself

And still, he looked at me

Not in passing

Not by accident

He held me there for a moment, as I was

He spoke, mostly

Carried the weight of it

Filled the space with motion, with words

With the easy continuity of his voice moving ahead of mine

I let him

Watched him walk, turn, consider

Watched the way a person forgets himself when he is simply being

There is something unmistakable about witnessing someone like that

Not asking, not offering

Just continuing

And still, I stayed

Not because I had to but because something in it refused to be interrupted

Distance remained where it was—unchanged

Intact—and yet, for a while, it lost its authority

He did not call

He came into view, and stayed long enough to leave a trace

I did not expect to keep