Striking
Goodbye for now.
The whisper echoed as their fingers slowly broke contact.
The stares lingered
Their footsteps became slow and halted.
Her lips moved slightly as she backed away.
Her eyes could not leave the depths of his
Her skin still burned where his had touched hers so gently.
Her heart pounded in such anticipation.
He loved the way her hair carelessly blew across her face.
He ached to reach up and softly brush it behind her ear.
He longed to pull her close, to experience her heart beating against his in such rapture.
He needed to feel her breath against his cheek one last time.
The strangers passed, casting a glance at each other
The look that was meant to last for only a second
Lasted for a moment.
It continued as they kept walking their separated ways.
Lightning must have struck.