She was, therefore i am

i don't know who she was, and i never would know.it was a passing moment of a closeness and a contact, and i could feel the difference. In that fraction of a second i felt that after a long time breathing was no more an effort, and i felt the weariness trickling out of my body.Her glance was pleasing and unnerving at the same time.
its as if i was so busy in that moment that now i don't ever remember how she looked, And frankly i am happy that i don't.Its because i don't remember her face, that makes it so surreal and so enchanting. Its like remembering the warmth of the sun to feel comfortable when you are facing the chill of the night.And for all i know we could have bumped into each other several thousand times in our lives,but it was the moment that made the difference.And i don't even wish to see her again , nor do i worry weather she is thinking about me or not.
I know its one of those things that with time buries itself in some corner of your memories before being dissolved and lost in your mind for ever. just like the lightening bolt, it might be several thousand times brighter then the sun , but its one flash and gone forever, you cant hold on to it,
but then neither can you hold on to life.. can you?