Weight of the world

I have registered on one of those "reconnect with old classmates" sites. I found people who I have not seen for 18 years or more.

I look at their pictures and girls who I used to make fun of became gorgeous women. My friends who cheated off me in math class are now VPs of multi-national corporations.

Time is unkind and yet delivers amazing gifts. Yes, we all got older: more wrinkles, grey hairs, or little hair to begin with, kids, husbands/wives, etc. But we also have achieved something we never dreamed of. Most of my friends never planned to be where they find themselves today. Including myself. Not in my wildest dreams could I have imagined my life taking such dramatic turns to land me where I am today.

This got me thinking and (once again) feeling how grandiose the Universe really is - what seems impossible today will be the norm in a number of years. ... and we will be witnesses to that transformation.

I miss the years that have gone by and am a bit nervous about all the years to come. I am certainly most amazed at the current moments, the second I am typing this post. We are all so unique and free to make whatever choices we can think of - its astonishing.

I can feel it. Damn! I still feel it.

I thought I was over you. And then you sit down across from me and I stumble and fall into your eyes as the music of City & Colour still rings in my head.

I thought I was over you. And then you start talking and I watch the movement of your lips and your voice is so comforting.

I thought I was over you. And I try not to stare, I really do, I make myself look away. I am trying to hide what my eyes will convey.

I thought I was over you. And then you leave. I feel the weight of my sadness, I want to shake it off, but my thoughts will be the death of me.

Damn, I really thought I was over you.