words

Today, I spent exactly nine minutes and forty seconds reconnecting with my past. For the first time in months, I was looking someone I felt I had truly known in the eye, and the words in which he spoke proved that my perception of him was completely wrong. Beyond that, words make situations and break them. The words exchanged, the words not exchanged, the words we wish we could say, the words we want to hear. Words. In those nine minutes and forty seconds, I realized that there were no more words I wanted to hear from him. In fact, for the first time I wished I had left the words of the past in the past. The person I was viewing on my computer screen was far from the person I had remembered so vividly. Every detail of his near flawless appearance was the same. But this time, I didn't want the wall-paper, I wanted the foundation! Words. Not visuals, words. All words. Its the one liners, the vivid descriptions, the vague and confused messages, all of which are built only upon the building blocks we know as words. It occurred to me all of a sudden, I had been thinking of someone who had no words for me at all. And even more, I didn't want those hollow words anymore. And for now, my own words and those of my wisest friends are all that I desire.