4 minutes and 0.8 miles

Maybe I’ve been going back too much lately to when time stood still while I got to know your pretty face and electric soul. We were lost in the labyrinth of the woods.

What was happening to me? I prayed he wouldn’t look into my eyes. If he did, I had my anticipatory answer ready: “Nothing to worry about. It’s just that my eyes are sweating.” Because I saw the ETA on the screen. It displayed 12:25 pm 4 min 0.8 mi. I wished it were a glitch. That was the moment when my brain went into autopilot mode - my responses became quick and reflexive. I resisted the temptation to change the destination to somewhere neither of us had ever been - anywhere, just not home - maybe to some place 17 billion light-years away? But only moments later, we approached a place that was familiar to only one of us. Long walks and small talks come to an end in the driveway.

I don’t know about you, but baby boy, I don’t like the ending.