Missing....

There comes a time when you realise you want the quarels more than the peace and harmony... the argumenst more than the silent nods of understanding... the violent bursts of passionate anger more than the appeasement... the fight more than the compromise and sacrifice... the silent hidden tears more than the boisterious whole hearted laughter...

A moment of standstill...

These moments of standstill between the hours of eternal running about, trying to be on time, sometimes failing, faltering... keeping commitments.. prioritising.. trying to get somewhere.. or get away...
Moments visited once in a while.. cherished till they last...
Promising yourself you'l get it all sorted out .. think over it all when these moments come.. if they do..
Once they come.. not wanting to move yourself to such monumental talk.. put it off.. over refrains of any "sunny came home.." .. put it off for a later, more suitable time..

Next time when I am rushing to or away ... will remind myself there's someone .. sitting in the corner chair of a cafe.. looking at me.. thinking of all this..