Day 1: It was the regular day rolling that she thought to skip her work for little coffee break and as soon as she gets there her friend and another familiar unknown face was sitting next to him. She have heard of this familiar unknown a lot but it was the first day when she really see the unfamiliar face turning into a familiar one. It was something in between the Stanger and someone you long way once knew. They had normal talk. Wish each other goodbye to one another the other day
Day 2: This time the faces had been much more familiar, this time the scent of his perfume introduced him before his voice and this time it felt more like some old fiends met after a decade or so. Had the nonsense funny conversations, the eye contacts get little more than the first time and then the story begin
Day: 3 she waited her phone to pop up as the clock ticking wanted it to be the text as always; HERE, the smell got more and more familiar and the stare get more intense and then one day desire to spend little more time than it was supposed to be. laughing togther and singing along and in a blink the day is spent
Day: 4 and then she knew about family, knew about friends and knew about the oldest wound that was still as new as it could be on the fragile words of any friend who could barely understand. Knew the honesty and knew the lies that his voice tends to say but eyes denies
Day: 5 this time a new place made a call to each other and randomly planned to see one another for a while and grab some coffee and leave a good bye in tone to see each other as soon as it can be they met after a while as if there was new territory wanting to explore by them. The unknown streets and conversation on each step, Talks about dreams which were still on and dreams that were dead by now. The pure vulnerability was shared perfectly
Day 6: Another day same place same people and same heart burning in fire unknowning for one and another on sake of coffee and regular conversation but this time, the eyes were sparked and were talking louder than their words but the day were coming to end .
Day7: He was leaving tomorrow morning and all she could do that day was waiting for him to show up restlessly, wait too bad that it started hurting her. He finally showed up but as soon as he came he said that he has to leave early and respecting his urgency she agreed. They start their last conversation and as time was fleeting the heat of the moment was burning them. That he realized that it already late at night and he have to reach his home or packing up but funny it wasn’t only her but him skip the life a little for just a while but time was running when the heart wanted have walk so does the universe may be .both said good bye for the last time but this time he pulled her close and hugged her tight and whispered “ I don’t want to leave you, I don’t want to go home”
She smiled but close to tears and said to herself “Me too”,
few minutes more and both will be done they said .He left to his home and she left too hers but something stayed may be more than it was supposed to be. She came to me a year ago running in tears and said I think I’m in love with him! Who?, “ HIM” !!!!
Strange she was not in high school by the time it happened was on her 20’s when she for the first time encounters this feeling for anyone in her life. He was just a new friend. they hardly share enough time of life together , hardly knows each other basic interests, likes dislikes or anything expect their names and little of this and that But isn’t it funny how less amount of time can be so strong enough make a person go crazy and jump-in-fire for one another ? And sometimes even a year or life time with someone don’t seem to be enough! Well both of them are strangers now; my friend has her loving boyfriend and him who she used to adore so much, aches her now whenever he comes around. He is happy she said and she is happy to see that! Both choose not to come one another’s way anymore ! Is this what people say strangers with memories ? but she loved him its her eyes that never lied to me, it was his t-shirt she didnt wash for days and week because it smelled like him !
it was his calls once a month or twice that used to made her whole day , used to make her happy!
made me wonder whats sorta feeling is this ? and why or what complicate them to never accept it ?