Spring Day *On Hold*

Two

When the music had run its course you fell to the ground, knees stained from the grass, head in your hands.

Your body was trembling and I knew it wasn't from the tiring dance that you had just so beautifully performed.

I knew it had more to it.

I knew you were crying.

I steady myself as I made my way down the slope of the hill.

I moved slowly, as if not to disturb a slumbering bear.

I approached you so carefully as if not to frighten you away.

I crouched down in front of you, my presence still unknown.

I lifted my hand, shaking with curiosity.

I ever so gently laid it on your shoulder, watching you jump at the sudden contact.

Your head bolted upwards, dark and tearful eyes staring at me.

All I could do was smile.

"Are you alright?"

It was a simple question yet it was the wrong one.

"I'm fine. Leave me alone. You don't even know me, learn to mind your own business."

You stood up, I along with.

"I'm sorry, I was just..."

"Just what? Huh?"

You scoffed brushing past me, not roughly but still enough to move me.

You gathered up your possessions with the clear intention to leave.

I didn't want you to leave.

"Wait! Please don't go. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have intruded. It wasn't my place."

I grabbed your arm quickly, thinking you'd disappear before my eyes.

You turned your attention back to me, cheeks now dried and red eyed.

"What do you want?"

You were exhausted, I could tell.

I should have let you go then.

I should have walked away.

It was my mistake.

Because I didn't.