The air blows softly against my skin as two men walk the length of the
forest green.
I sink back on my heels allowing the branches to ensure I wouldn't be
seen.
Too late.
Hurry, fake smile.
Damn, it didn't reach my eyes.
"Who is that?" The smaller man asks.
The other looks every bit entranced.
His blue eyes like puddles of secrets.
He doesn't smile. "No one. It's no one, friend."
My heart chips a little more.
I know we've met before..
Same land, different time.
When our love touched every branch, and kisses lingered like gentle
caress of a good wine.
I refuse to look down. My body quivers inside with disapointment, but I
am not without pride.
"Aye, I am no one." My voice chides. He looks down, his turn to be
disapointed.
The smaller man says, "Too pretty for a no one."
How funny to see the bigger one glare. Jealousy? How ironic, ironic for
a no one.
I give a weak smile.
"Once I was someone, but I am lost in the tracks of time." Oh yes, I was
someone, someone back before I paid no attention to time.
"Oh?" The smaller one looks confused. "Who's someone?"
I look up at him, his shock of gorgeous hair disguising his eyes.
I blush. He turns.
"Let us take our leave, we have pervious buisness." Oh yes, no buisness
here.
I curtsey, they both bow. My heart thudders, losing pieces with every
beat.
The smaller man turns to leave.
I struggle to breath.
I twist my body from him, wobbley legs turn to walk away from the past.
It always comes back to hurt you, even after you thought it was over at
last.
A cold hand tightens around my wrist.
"Please stay. Please, I insist." His voice bellows.
I turn to see him missing his cheesy fellow.
My heart melts, but I stand my ground.
"No as you said-no buisness here."
"But I miss you, Kell."
My icy glare seeps into him.
"How can you miss a no one?"



Penned by my hand on the 13th of Chakros, in the year 262 MA.