our molecules and fate.

our molecules and fate.

there's a moment.

the sliding doors, luggage in hand

and mine in your other.

walking forward

into future, fast-paced but hesitant,

our faces silent together,

but we're together.

in the solace of each other we can

face the black frontier.

a whole unit,

fingers entwined as we stand

at the gate to go over.

and time, space

slowly flow between our hands

until your face is all but covered.

and there's a moment

beyond the pass when even separate

we're still partners

in the darkness.

but in that moment far far beyond the gate

when your face is altered

into emptiness,

my molecules almost deteriorate,

the spirit promptly falters.

and how strange it feels

to be one second a we facing fate

and next an I, a loner in need of shelter

from the emptiness, too late.

Written 7.12.11 @ 9:52 PM