the hallway stretched for miles. spare a small path, various books covered every visible inch.
for every step i took, the hallway would rotate slightly clockwise. the reverse for taking a step back. a bullet in a barrel.
the books were only dislodged by interaction. the present ceiling held onto every piece yet was gracious enough to allow you to remove a single item carefully. otherwise, the sheer weight of every chapter, volume & series would crush.
glancing to the right, i noticed a rather thin book covered in small, green leaves. i reached for it delicately and using a single finger, pivoted the book from the wall.
my fingers gently ran across the cover, brushing aside foliage to reveal a polaroid. a wooden picnic table amongst tall trees with a small clearing where the light could find a way in.
both lying uncomfortably on the table, we looked towards the sky drenched in hesitation.
“i really like it here” i spoke as i turned my head towards her.
“me too. i used to come here quite a bit during high school.” she replied as she turned towards me, smiled, and looked back towards the tops of the trees.
my line of sight shifted slowly from her to the sky, only to return to her shortly after. i repeated this process for a few minutes inconsistently. i could see her eyes paying attention to my visible uncertainty.
“what are you thinking about?” she asked, focusing on the clouds above.
“the usual” i confessed & shot my gaze to the sky.
“really though, tell me.”
“i am afraid to.”
“because you never know what could happen.”
after a moment with my eyes closed, my hand lifted from the table and set itself on top of hers. her expressionless face blended into a smile. she looked towards me & rotated her hand under mine until our fingers interlocked.