figment of my imagination

I remember so clearly your olive smooth skin. The fresh reddish sprinkle of freckles on the tip of your nose and cheeks. I remember how time stood still when I ran into you, our eyes locked. I was mesmerized by the depth of your soul, lost in the deep emerald greens. But it was your dimples that made my heart skip a beat. Or perhaps it was that subtle smile. The one that briefly crossed your soft curved lips and shone in your eyes instead.
I remember like yesterday the sparks that ignited when we touched. How your silky chestnut brown hair swayed when you moved.

All this is etched in my memory like it has lasted a lifetime. Reality was only 10 seconds long. I remember the glances as we passed each other in the halls.  I remember turning away shyly and pulling the curtain when you stopped and waved.  I rember all this as if it had happened yesterday.

I remember blushing when you took the stage as Mowgli, clad only in sheep’s skin.  It awakend within me passion forbidden. For years later I longed to be the young girl clad in the maroon sari who stole your heart. Knowing all along it was I who lived there already.

A decade and half has passed. MY! it has been so long. I wonder at times if you were only a figment of my imagination. An apparition created by a lonely child, in a forigen land to cope  with the brutality of life.

Then the wind caresses my cheek and my heart stumbles. A warmth shudders through my body and I know. You exist with me, in my memories, my hope. My true love. For then, for now and for always. We couldn’t be together in this world, but we will be together forever in the life after.

Even if you are a figment of my imagination .. you are the greatest memory of my life.