"Split Seconds"

(Thanks to EO and Wenchy for posting some awesome writings last night...inspired me to scribble one up..Enjoy =)
"Split Seconds"
We were for a moment
Just fingers flowing into one another
We ceased for a moment to be you and me,
For a single second in time,
Neither of us had ever existed
And nothing was there, but
Contentment. Compassion. And misery.
How this misery?
In such splendor?
In such a magical pixel, frozen forever in
The memory of my space?
Or the space of my memory,
Dyslexic typo picker reminds me.
Well, i tell you, when you question
this comment: It is the same misery I feel
When i write; When i dance; When i draw; When i sing
The sick perfectionist in me that whispers
Could be better. Could be equalling not good enough. Never were
you given the easy road; Never would you have taken it
were you offered.
Was I, then, born a sufferer?
Let it go, let me not think on it.
Instead, let me relish once again that moment,
When our hearts were just rivers streaming together,
Intertwining in a mystery
Far greater than our selves.
For it is this love that i sometimes believe
Is all that keeps the good blood
Flowing through my veins,
Somewhat parallel to our fingers, eternally moving
Together.