"You love me from afar" she says.
A bittersweet sentiment that leaves her lips purely by mistake as her mind puts the logic of it together.
He looks at her confused. Asks for clarification.
"It's a present absence... or maybe more like an absent presence... I don't know really."
His expression does not change. The confusion is a constant.
"I see glimpses of it. You let it go by mistake. And in those slip ups I see it so clear and it's like the light of day, and it all makes sense and it's beautiful. But then it's eclipsed again, and for the life of me I don't know why."
Her head bows down slightly in wishful melancholy.
"it's like the lacking of something you know you have...Or the same thing spoken in a different language that after a while becomes frustrating trying to piece together into the beautiful thing that you know it is... Or like sunshine warming you on a chilly day through soft cracks in passing wisps of clouds"
He's confused.
"I'm confusing you. I'm confused. It's confusing."
She realises he does not follow. Or perhaps would rather not.
She leans in with a soft sad kiss, with a hint of a smile gracing the corners of her lips.
"Goodnight." she says. "I'll dream you closer."
And with that she drives off into a dawning city, leaving him on the sidewalk, hoping he slips up more often.
