I saw it…a flash in time…

A heartbeat.

He was, for one second, who I fell in love with.

It gave me justification that I’m not insane.

I tried to wait for him to come back through the years. It doesn’t happen.

He walked away and I had to turn around.

“Hey, I know now why I loved you.”

He nodded his head and halfway smiled.

“Thanks” He said.

That moment released me…ME. It just takes one fucking second.

No one can save a broken person. I tried for years.

He almost made me one…

Or am I one already?

Well kinda…but aren’t we all?