Where are you now?
Keith November 3rd, 2008
This is where we used to sit. It still feels the same after all these years.
I didn’t know what love was then - I didn’t understand my feelings.
We are still the same people. But we have changed in so many ways.
We did meet again since then - years ago now. But somehow we just didn’t connect. Why do those parts that once connected seem to just die when we part? I can’t even remember when we parted - or why.
Was it on a day like this? Mild and sunny? Or was it a grey day. A day with rain and sadness.
This place will soon be gone. Redeveloped. Where will we be then? Where will you be?
Why does it all come back to me now, visiting this place again after all these years?
The bricks are warm against my back as I sit here now. There is a seat here now. When we sat here together then, we sat on the concrete. We sat close together. A furtive touching of hands. Skin touching skin - the first exploration of love. Although I don’t remember that we ever called it that at the time.
Where are you now?
[…] It was an interesting experience. Trying to recognise people after all these years was particularly interesting. Some of the school-ground and buildings seemed almost identical to what I remember. Some of the buildings do seem much smaller than I remember, too! The old back-stage lighting control room in the hall was boarded up! I spent many happy hours there… Some of the locations brought back poignant memories, one of which I have written about here. […]