Travis.

he was canadian.
he was short.
he was 15.
he had long hair.
he had gray skin.
he had shiny clear eyes.
he made me laugh.
he made me smile.

and we were
so.
close.

those 10 minutes were the most valuable of my life.
that changing moment.
where I altered my perception towards everything.
and it could have been
it could have been great.

but the glass shattered.
the illusion ripped off the wall.

and perhaps in a day,
a week,
maybe a month.

you won't remember me.

but I will always remember you.
because of what you mean to me.

love doesn't take a lifetime.
love happens in seconds.
in snaps.

I've never felt like this before.
and I never will again.

perhaps we'll meet again.
somewhere between toronto and naperville.
but probably not.

the media plagues us with the assumption that love is this stretched out story of passion and devotion.
where really it could be two people talking about a cardigan.

I can safely say,
for the first time in my life,
that I was in love.
and then,
it failed.
'technical error'.