Sunday, February 15, 2015

RL Ames Week 138: Mine

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RL Ames’s Picture Choice: One

Title: Mine

I know him. I’ve spent hours learning him, memorizing him.

He’s mine.

I watch him. He’s ignoring me. Not on purpose, just because he’s busy. I can tell you everything he’s going to do, every move he’ll make, even before he does it. He stretches, and I watch the long, tight lines ripple under his skin. He rolls his shoulders twice and let’s out a deep breath, fingers flexing as he gets ready.

He bends slightly, settling the bar across his shoulders, wiggling back and forth a little, adjusting until it’s just right. He strains as he takes the full weight of the bar and rises.

He’s a masterpiece, and watching him, I feel like I always do. Excited, possessive.

He does three reps, his usual, and then sets the bar down. He’s rolling his shoulders and pacing around. I know what he’s doing. He’s psyching himself up for more.

I want to help. I want to tell him he can do it. I want to be the encouragement he needs. But I can’t.

Because as much as I tell myself he’s mine, he’s not. I’ve spent hours watching him, studying him, but he doesn’t even know my name.

I sigh as I wipe down the treadmill and head for the locker room.


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  1. Really good pace, loved the step by step tension and then it all falls away.

  2. Ooo, I love how you've captured that moment of obsession with a stranger. Good stuff.