Tuesday, November 12, 2013

on the cusp of something

Their last hour was spent together in the early morning under a mixture of diner lighting and the reality of day break that chased away any beauty left behind from the pre-dawn glow.  Not long before, the depths of a midnight sky cloaked the promise of unknown possibilities as they went from adventure to adventure, lifetimes spent within each passing hour feeling such uninhibited joy as they sought to find hidden grandeur, resolution and clarity.  But the inky sky revealed no such treasures that night and the sunrise rose much like a guillotine falls, cutting off the future and the possibility of their hopes.  No matter how close they had came or intently they had looked, it was always just out of reach, hidden seamlessly in the night.  They avoided any admit of defeat in their final moments together, instead hoping for another chance even though they weren't sure they'd ever see each other again. They had changed that night but regardless, their lives would still go on much the same. 

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