Fragments

bridge

we met on the bridge, where the cold evening wind howled.

the distance between us seemed endless, like you were past the horizon, forever out of reach.

or maybe that was me, because i had ripped out my roots and was starting to drift away, to fly over your head.

we looked at the crashing waves and listened to the sound of the stream.

i wondered whether you knew i imagined letting the current drag me out to sea, never to be seen again.

i wondered whether you'd watch me as i dissolved, if you'd search the sea foam to catch a last glimpse of me.

i wondered whether you knew i was already long gone.