Wednesday 30 August 2017

The one that got away...

I had just placed my order at the counter in the coffee shop. Turned to go and wait for my order, while avoiding the dangling hearts and cupids, and there he was. I said “Hi” and he replied “Hello” and looked away quickly. I was just gonna leave it at that but, he was as hot as ever and although I new that we were dead and buried, something made me change my mind. So I asked “How are you?” and he said “I'm ok”. My order was up. So I grabbed it and asked if he wanted to join me when he was ready he shrugged. I sat down at a table and started to sip my mocha. I started day dreaming about what would happen if we did get back together and how easy it would be to get lost swimming in his beautiful blue eyes, but I was brought back to reality by “I can't stay long I'm meeting someone.” We started chatting about how life was going, me speaking more than him. He kept looking around like he was not interested in my company, as if he was interested in everyone else but me. Then the door to the coffee shop opened and there was a woman there, she looked around and spotted him, she walked towards us. As she approached the table where we were sitting she said "And who is this?", looking as though I had just been dragged in by a cat.  "Oh, just an old girl friend” he said. She said we have plans and we don't want to be late. So he got up and they walked out of the coffee shop without a backward glance. So he is still the one that got away.