Two people walk ahead of me,
their footsteps crunching into the silence.
a faint mist lingers and eventually the two people- lovers, I presume, shift from my sight.
perhaps they have slipped out of the cold night into a warm life which centres around expectation and the meals they cook for each other.
I continue walking down Uncertainty Street,
where I encounter someone I once knew- I met her once and I decided that I would leave behind a cloak of indecisiveness.
she is still wearing that cloak as recognition dawns her face
before her mouth can form the shape of my name, i disappear.
I light a cigarette on a lonely road and the streetlights flicker- I'm close to my destination, I think, as I break into a cold sweat
I turn to the right and walk away from the streetlights
underneath the hollow glow of the stars I spot a bench.
I sat there for a moment and knew you were there
I sat there for a moment and felt your presence fill my senses.
I switch my phone on and I see a few messages. What's strange is that three of them are from you-
I look up and in the slight light of my screen and see nothing but the bench, coated in grimy snow.
I hear a giggle in the dark ahead of me, saying "you know what? I know it's you"
I walked towards her sound,
I hear the sound of two people walk
their shoes biting the snow
I open my eyes- only to see that I'm walking down the same road
behind the same people
the mist clears
they slip into their warm life.
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