It starts the moment the bright sun comes shining through the door.
I sit and watch you as I keep my fingers crossed. Hoping against hope that the thoughts I keep are the same ones you seek.
You shift a little. Anticipation. Words said. A smile. A witty remark. Laughter. Humming. Straining. Calling. Holding. A murmur. Silence.
I see you in front of me, but not really. There then gone in a heartbeat. Like the sun and the shadows playing hide and seek. A girl hopping from one to the other, pavement after pavement, chasing shadows, looking back and waiting for one to follow. So it continues until the sun turns red.