...a paleness
out the window
told me to open my blinds
even though I was scared
to let the air in
looking at the fallen leafs
I felt my own leave
approaching
then I stopped myself to think,
to write him down
to record him
to hold him
in my head
for a moment
even though I haven't
met him yet
I could almost
make out his face
his shoulders
and I chose to walk
toward him
never looking away
from his precious face
giving me everything
everything
everything
but a place to stay...
