it’s only the wind.

you say,
as you slowly and unknowingly
looked away from me,
and towards the blanket of luminaries last night.
I wanted to make sense of what you nonchalantly said,
of the seemingly harmless words that came out of your mouth,
but I couldn’t.
and so was the sudden unblushing of my face,
if such an occurrence was even possible.
I was hoping you could hear my thoughts
but a million miles silently and subtly spanned between us.

placidly.
ominously.
inevitably.

I realized
I could never have anything more –
more than that night could offer.
that I could never hold you longer.
that right then and there,
you’d leave my life
as abruptly as you entered it.
and for the first time,
as I slowly and unknowingly looked your way,
your words finally made sense.

I should let go now.
because,
as you said,

it’s only the wind.