But I soon learned, when life seems to be letting you enjoy the view, it’s really just giving you a chance to catch your breath

But I soon learned, when life seems to be letting you enjoy the view, it’s really just giving you a chance to catch your breath

She remembered the horrible feeling of almost losing herself while he became her primary focus

She remembered the horrible feeling of almost losing herself while he became her primary focus

Another thought that crossed my mind was to walk across the room, slide into the empty chair at her table, introduce myself and ask her out; although much more action and confidence was involved in this scenario, it was also highly unlikely. Sometimes I wish I were that guy but I’m not. The only thing I could actually see happening here is perhaps I get a refill at the same time she did and we would have to speak to one another.

Another thought that crossed my mind was to walk across the room, slide into the empty chair at her table, introduce myself and ask her out; although much more action and confidence was involved in this scenario, it was also highly unlikely. Sometimes I wish I were that guy but I’m not. The only thing I could actually see happening here is perhaps I get a refill at the same time she did and we would have to speak to one another.

He seemed like the quiet type; one that might have better luck with a pen and paper. Lost in a daydream of dark sonnets that I imagined filled the pages of his notebook, I caught myself dazed and staring at ancient water ring stains in my little round table, my pen no longer making contact with my paper. When I glanced his way he was smiling, not at his writings but at me. Back then I could easily be convinced to avoid an obvious risk but in his case I was willing to take my chances. Smiling back at him I’m sure I looked innocent but I didn’t feel like it one bit; I thought about the words he was scribbling and then his pen and then his hand… I couldn’t look away if I tried.

Back then I could easily be convinced to avoid an obvious risk but in his case I was willing to take my chances. Smiling back at him I’m sure I looked innocent but I didn’t feel like it one bit; I thought about the words he was scribbling and then his pen and then his hand… I couldn’t look away if I tried