It only takes one look...

And you are there. Standing a few steps away from me.

After a month of not talking to each other. I see you in the flesh again. For the first time. Not lying on my arms. Not driving. Seeing you in a place where it's not just the two of us trips me up. I don't know what to feel.

Watching you as you entertain the people around you makes me feel a little bit uncomfortable. I'm praying that you will not look on where I stand. For a moment, I think God hears my prayer.

But then.


You start walking. Towards my direction. I start holding my breath. Trying not to look at you. Giving my best to divert my attention to other things.

But still, you walk closer. Good thing there's a big man who hides me from you.

It is over. I say to myself. 

Then you glance. 


Wait. It is not yet over.

Glances once, twice. As if you're checking if it is me. 
  
Until you assure yourself. Yes, it is me.

You reach for my hand and give me that big smile. I can't breath. I can't feel my feet. I feel so cold.

Thank God the crowd drags you a couple of meters away from me. I feel a sense of relief for a moment. I want to leave the area. I want to run away from you. But there's no way out. I am caught in the middle.

This too shall pass, I convince myself. But you give me that look again as I pass by you. That one look.

That one look.

Is the symbol of my weakness. My kryptonite. It rushes through like wildfire and burns through everything I work so hard to build since you last leave me in ashes.

Yes,it only takes one look to bring back everything. All the feelings. The hopes. The happiness. And the pain. 

Yes, One look.