Can't stop thinking of you....
It was perfect. The sun was shining, but there was enough cloud cover so you could drive without squinting. It was warm, but not disgustingly hot. I was so nervous. I paced throughout my house for hours before you finally rang the doorbell.
We went to lunch, and I was still nervous. So nervous I couldn’t even look you in the eye. And you noticed. But you couldn’t stop looking at me. Telling me how beautiful I was. You even noticed we had the same eyebrows. Who notices things like that? You did. And you made me smile.
And then we went for a walk through this park I brought you to. It was perfect, just like you were making me feel. We stopped at a bridge, commented on the Tim Horton’s cup in the water. And then you leaned in and kissed me. The best kiss I have ever had. I still get all tingly when I think about it. My hand never left yours for the rest of the day, but that’s ok. I didn’t want it to. It’s like it should have been there all along.
I wasn’t nervous anymore. We talked and laughed like we’d known each other for years. We kissed and smiled at each other, amazed how well we fit together. I looked at you and wondered where you’d been all my life. Sure, it’s cheesy, but everything about you made me feel like I was in a movie from the 50’s. It was that perfect.
It’s cold now. Disgustingly cold. The sun reflects off the snow and is blinding. And yet I can’t stop thinking about the perfect day, longing for it, longing for you. Months have gone by, and I should have forgotten you.
Such a waste of love.
If only it had been given a chance.
I need to get over him.