Drifting

Sometimes it’s the small things
The beat
The moment
The suspension of attention
When a screen is more interesting than you
When the laugh is somehow disconnected
The look is skips a beat and no longer lingers
When the fondness is still there but distracted
And those small things
Combined with a name
A glance at the wrong moment
Hold your breath
Feel the kiss
And then the truth

It’s all in your head
Relief
Distance is un-quantifiable
Between breaths
Between beats
But when its there
Your heart sinks
Or the delusion
Is it all in your head?
Sometimes it’s the small things
The beat
The moment
The suspension of attention
And you suddenly realise…

You’re… drifting

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