Feel...

anything could have happened that night.
i left the house steaming mad
looking for something,
anything to make me happy
anything to make me forget
how and what i was feeling:
anger, annoyance, resentment.

but within a couple of seconds
steaming mad became suddenly
bashful, sheepish, timid.
everyone would've seen that,
if only my cheeks would turn PINK.
but you knew how i felt anyway
my dear, you had me at hello.
that small little wave you gave me was just enough.

and there we stood...
nine years my senior.
six inches taller.
three feet apart.
i might have forgotten
just about everything you said that night.
but i'll never forget
how you made me feel:
invigorated, refreshed, vitalized.

thank you.