Landing On

I had been innocent, surrounded by constant breaths before that night. Looking at her eyes, she choked me and took my breath away. I am not sure how long, not sure if I saw her face or not, brown eyes or blue eyes? She promised to visit me again, I was suffocating and couldn’t say anything. Not sure which date she reserved, not sure where we were going to meet. So many years suffering from summers and winters, maybe she’s going to solve all my doubts? No, just tell me why you are doing this to me. Not sure if there is an answer, not sure if there is a question. At the time of that night, I was eight.