jln.

I have a photograph
of that day -- and
possibly that moment --
that I first
fell in love.

It's strange holding
the photograph in my
bare hands, seven years later.
The edges are browning.
It was not taken digital
but preserved in some film.
I had to wait weeks to see
and look back to that day
when I first
fell in love.

It's weird that
I have a photograph of
that day, found in between
the very pages where I create.

Three people looked back at me smiling.
One person purposefully turned his back
(that's just the way he is).
One tourist randomly included looking lost and bewildered.

Three people looked back at me smiling.

One was a good good friend who loved
to dance to music and to life.

The two left - smiling.
Me & him. Him & me.
Not touching, just standing beside each other.

Little did I know that I was falling.
Little will he ever know that I'm still writing.

(about him.)

©jln.