a fateful night

June 5, 2011 § 1 Comment

it was easier when i didn’t know you. when i thought you didn’t exist. my days were consistent, if unremarkable. some days hotter, some colder than others. but the ground was always firmly beneath my feet.

have you ever experienced an earthquake before? they’re jarring at first, sometimes terrifying. the worst ones urge you to question the order of things, force you to look at life in a new way. and it always happens when you least expect it, like a shiver crawling up your back, or finding yourself in a dream and unable to wake.

there you were, at my dining table, an eternal smile glowing golden. i was shy at first because you were with the others. i didn’t know what to do. i couldn’t stop staring at you. in fact, you had everyone’s attention. and after what seemed an eternity held hostage to the moment, someone, i can’t remember who, called me over and introduced me. i sat down across from you, still in a trance, caught in some universal play as though that night had already happened and i was merely an actor trying to remember his lines.

i reached out to you and took you into my hand, softly blowing to cool the warmth of your touch. and then it happened. i took one bite and fell in love. lightly fried and crispy and filled with cheese. and as quickly as you had come into my life, you were gone. never to return. i just want you to know that i miss you, wherever you are. my life has never been the same since that one beautiful night.  it’s difficult to look upon that fond memory without longing.

you were the best. the best empanada i’ve ever had. t.q.m.

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§ One Response to a fateful night

  • RR says:

    knowing you. i was pretty sure it was food from the beginning of the article😛 but i was secretly hoping….😉

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