We all Evolve Alone ~ Sean Wai Keung
A million things have changed.
you typed that.
From you to your fingers
to the splayed out lettering
of your keyboard
to me. I saw those words
at 14.55 today.
A million things have changed
it’s been over a year now
get over it.
You saw the message
that I had sent you before you typed that
at 14.15 – my message contained a lot of anger
I feel towards you yet still I ended it with a smiley face emoticon
to show you that I didn’t mean any offense.
In your message to me you didn’t give any emoticons back
so how am I supposed to know the emotions
behind those words you typed? Was it anger? disappointment?
All I know is that it took you from
14.15 to 14.55 to type that message
& it couldn’t have taken you forty minutes to type just that
so what exactly happened in those forty minutes?
Did a million things change in that time?
I begin to type a reply:
yes it’s been over a year but a year isn’t long
& how can I get over something I don’t understand
– I stop. I realise then
that it was this exact time two years ago that I was
walking with you down
the street by your house
& the thick clouds in the sky above us parted
causing sunlight to illuminate the road ahead
exactly like a scene in a terrible movie.
Something happened to me when I saw that light
I couldn’t look at you in the same way
& from that moment on each step I took was an apocalypse.
I look at the time now: 15.21
I can picture you looking at your screen
wondering why it’s taken me 26 minutes to reply
to your short, detached message.
I don’t know either.
Maybe a million things changed in that time.
I know I did.