faith

without intending to be iconic
we stopped halfway across the bridge
staring into the stagnant water below,
crowded with weeds and plastic coffee cups.
I was the first to break the silence:
“there’s a place
not too far from here
where I used to find myself
by getting lost...”
she interrupted me:
“I see it.”
“but it’s not visible from here.”
she smiled.
“I know.”