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here I was again.  It felt all too familiar.
She was there too.  She faced me once again.
She was the same, but she seemed a little different.
Something was off.  Maybe a few things.
Her hair.  Her hair was longer; almost stream-like.
And, her eyes.  Her eyes were a little different too.
Maybe a little more direct.
As though she was looking at me, through me, into me.

She approached me the same way as usual.
And, I felt it approaching.  The anxiety in me developed.
It was a matter of how we were to follow through the steps
rather than the destination.
The trap was launched.
She approached me and awaited my reaction.
She appeared to grow taller, and her hair longer.

Instinctively, I wanted to react the same way
I always have before, and get caught in the trap again.
I knew it.
But, for some reason, this time,
I knew the situation was odd.
And, maybe out of curiosity
and my fear of the unknown was less than
the fear of the known,
This time, I answered, "No."

I awoke to feelings of guilt and slight grief,
but I no longer felt so defeated.
 
 

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