One moment I merely stood,
listening to everything and nothing,
when there you suddenly were.
Small, unimportant, fragile,
and utterly beautiful.
It took me awhile to figure out how you should grow.
If you would charge forward or hang back
lingering with me for as long as possible.
Then you were there
and I knew just how you would be.
I was working, molding.
Figuring out how you would look,
how you would act,
when suddenly a random idea spurred me on
and it took place as part of you.
You were growing ever so fast,
with more and more dimensions
deciding how you would be,
how you would feel;
the summation of your existence.
Then a noise.
A sound of sorts,
a moment where my attention was divided.
One split second
and you were gone.
Did you really just blink away
without a moment of hesitation.
Out of thought,
out of mind
as if you had never existed.
Or did you go somewhere down
far, far away from me.
burying yourself deep
in the fog webs of my subconscious.
Do I praise you too much,
Were you a bad thought to begin with?
Were you a horrible idea,
and is it good you’re no longer mine?
In the end,
I suppose all these possibilities
aren’t that important.
I won’t know for sure
unless I get a split second,
one that will bring you back to me.