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Days Gone By
By
Keith Kareem Williams
The
smoke from her cigarette danced and swirled around the room as they lay naked
together in the hotel room. She had offered him one but he had refused which
was strange to her because they always shared cigarettes whenever they saw each
other. She didn’t know that he had given up smoking cold turkey years before.
“Did
you miss me?” she asked.
Since
the time they had first met, there had been many gaps where they became
strangers again but the ten years that had just gone by had been the longest.
“At
first I missed you a lot. It was hard to be apart. Less and less as time passed
by. Then, right before I ran into you by accident, I had started to miss you
again and I felt like how I felt in the beginning,” he answered.
“Maybe
it wasn’t an accident then? I mean, us running into each other again after all
this time,” she said while staring up at the random imperfections in the
smoothness of the paint on the ceiling.
“I
swear I wasn’t looking for you,” he answered. “I didn’t seek you out.”
“Maybe
not with your eyes. Maybe you wanted to find me in your heart,” she told him.
“Well,
that’s a poetic way of looking at it. Wow.”
“Wow what?” she asked.
“You’ve
changed.”
“Changed
how?” she asked.
“That
sounded cheezy coming from you. You were never the type to romanticize
anything. You were never that type of woman.”
“Maybe
I am different. Is that good or bad?”
“I
don’t know. I’m not sure yet. It just feels strange. By the way, did you miss
me?”
“No,
not at all,” she answered.
“Now
THAT’S the you I remember.”
“You’re
different too,” she told him.
“Different
how?” he asked.
“If
I had answered like that before, you would’ve gone nuts. I used to love to
drive you crazy.”
“I
guess I am different. Ten years is a long time. Not much gets under my skin any
more. I care about a lot less.”
“Do
you still care about me?” she asked, turning to look at him.
“I
never stopped caring about you.”
“So
why’d you just stop seeing me and speaking to me the last time?”
“I
don’t know.”
“You don’t know? Now THAT’S a lie,” she
laughed.
“Maybe,”
he laughed, taking the cigarette from her hand and putting it to his lips.
“So,
what’s the truth?” she asked as she watched him inhale a lung full of smoke.
He
hadn’t missed the taste of nicotine since he had given it up. He exhaled and
watched the smoke from his nostrils circle his head. Somehow, the cigarette
tasted sweeter because it was hers. He took another pull and handed it back to
her.
“The
truth is complicated,” he told her.
“The
truth is simple. You’re what’s complicated,” she answered.
“Loving
you the way I loved you was dangerous.”
“Dangerous?
For who?” she asked.
“For
me.”
“That
doesn’t make sense. If you loved me so much, why did you walk away from me?”
“Everything
felt wrong. We never seemed to fit together.”
“So,
if we never fit as you say, why did
we do what we just did and why are we here now?”
“I
don’t know. Curiosity I guess. It felt like unfinished business…something that
was inevitable. Call it fate if you want.”
“Fate?”
she laughed. “You think fate would
have made us wait ten whole years, just to lay down together?”
“You
are the first woman I’ve ever looked at and wanted to cry.”
“Cry?
Why? I don’t think I’m THAT ugly,” she joked.
“You’re
not ugly at all. It’s the total opposite.”
“I
mean…I know I’m not the prettiest girl in the world…”
“No,
you’re not. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he told her.
“Oh
please,” she said and started to get out of bed.
“There
was a time that I loved you so much that it hurt. I always found a reason to
leave you, or stay away from you…long before things ever had a chance to get
bad between us,” he explained.
“Why?”
“Because,
if they ever did, it would kill me,” he answered. “You are the most beautiful
woman in the world to me because you were the one I loved the most.”
She
was quiet for a long time, thinking about what he had just said. All at once,
it made the ten years that had gone by more painful. She wished that things
could have been less complicated between them. She always had.
“Do
you still feel like that now?” she asked.
“We’re
talking too much when we should be enjoying this now…this moment. It took a
long time to get here but it might not last forever,” he answered.
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