The anticipation or the memory
February 26, 2010All her life she raced at headlong speed, outrunning one thing and trying to catch another. Always exhausted, always exhilarated, she careened with purpose, a trick no one ever understood.
Though patience terrified her, she tried it on in this instance, buttoning it up like a new dress. She spoke it aloud, and he surprised her by saying it was alright.
Which would you rather have? he asked. The anticipation or the memory?
She kissed him again, because though she could be so unconstrained with words, gratitude muted her this time.
100 Proof 
Lovely….really lovely!
Thanks, Kären. :-)