I met u on a saturday
I met you on a Saturday morning. Hundreds perhaps even thoulsands gathered for the same cause. Yet some how that day I was meant to fall in line with you. I was alone but not lonely, you were with company. The sight of you intrigued me. I walked up to you with no hesitation, as if some force guided me straight to your path. The meeting was anything but akward, just two strangers meeting in the middle of nowhere. The people moved in between and around us yet blurry from my eye sight for it was only u that captivated my stare. Our conversations were random but unique in my view. Your company departed, leaving us alone in between the crowd. As if destiny herself had planned it that way.. We walked for miles along each other. The cause for our walk still in the back of our minds, yet u seemed more intriguing at that time. We spoke for hours and miles without a pause. A connection unlike any other I had ever encountered.. We reached the end of the line. Our porpose was over, yet I could not detach myself from u. I learned so much about u, but not enough on how to find u again. I gave u a way to find me and maybe share some still memories of our meeting. I hoped u would try to find me, yet till now I have heard nothing of u… Perhaps u wish to keep it that way. But I must say, I cannot stop thinking of you. I have you burned in my mind. Perhaps we met at the wrong time, perhaps it was just me that felt something… I met u on a Saturday morning… But I think of you every day….
