meeting by the tree.

How unexpected is this
recent turn of events?
Even you have to admit
that your breath puffed
out in short, baby gasps,
hands balled in fists at your sides.
I thought my heart stopped
until it beat so fast that I was sure
the thud-thud-thud would
catch in your ears.
My voice spoke in a strange
soprano, speaking casually
about trivial things.
Inside, conversation bubbles
erupted from my thoughts, but
I burst them before they could squeak
from my lips.
It's better that you're unaware.