The sight of him takes her by genuine surprise, for she had not expected to see him. She watches him making his way to his desk; his walk is calm and peaceful. His hair is not as well-kept as usual, suggesting he had just been outside where the wind was blowing with unusual intensity forContinue reading “a prayer.”
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{a text message}
He was thinking of me just then, she realised as she read and re-read his text message. It was a plain text, devoid of any romantic or loving undertones. It stated, in a very direct manner, a fact; and posed, in a clear way, a question. Yet, she sensed that the sender’s intention to contactContinue reading “{a text message}”
gifts.
He had never given her anything, really: she had never received a letter, nor even a birthday card; she had never been given flowers, nor even a small piece of jewellery. He had, however, given her his time, many words of kindness, comfort and encouragement – even praise – a safe heart in which toContinue reading “gifts.”
{oh, the sadness}
She had arrived, full of expectation and anticipation. She had been waiting for this day with impatience ever since she had last seen him – now over a week ago, but not quite two. But oh, how it felt like such a long time! Sitting down on a chair in the staffroom and taking outContinue reading “{oh, the sadness}”
(im)patience.
in my patience you will find impatience. (because i am waiting – although i cannot wait – to see you again).
the contrary of jealousy.
She was never really jealous. On the contrary, she liked that others spoke to him, that they seemed to like him. She liked the idea of his light and his kindness reaching many: why be so possessive of these treasures, when the whole world could benefit from them?
reasoning.
Even though he was there, in the room, and even though she would have loved a conversation with him, still she did not go up to him. Instead, she found some other people with whom to speak. But she said very little, and probably heard even less, so distracted was she. Every few moments herContinue reading “reasoning.”
{unexpected appearance}
“What are you doing here?” “I’m sorry, I just – I just missed you.” He showed her in, a mixture of confusion and concern on his face. “Take a seat here, if you like,” he said calmly. She nodded and obediently sat in the chair, and would not meet his eyes. “Would you like aContinue reading “{unexpected appearance}”
{exchange}
As she rounds the corner at the bottom of the stairs, she spots him a few metres ahead, in a discussion with one, or two, or maybe even three persons (for she failed to notice them properly, as if her field of vision had narrowed down to just him). She approaches them quietly, though notContinue reading “{exchange}”
the experience.
What can be a more beautiful, moving and sacred experience than stumbling upon another soul so similar to our own that it inspires us to remain true to ourselves?
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