i wonder in many moments where you are going. where you have been and why it has been so many years since the night slid through our fingers together. time the strange bird that it is was both a friend and a foe that day. you wore a necklace around your neck whose story i would never know but I had long known the story of your gaze towards me. no one else would have known. either way, here or there, now or then. its always nice to see you and those eyes.