Love Never Forgets
It was late in the evening when I left office with my colleague. We were working overtime to make ends meet. By the time we got out, it was dark outside with the moon up on the velvety black sky.
There were no street lamps around the corner but from a distance I could sense you seated there on the bench in the open park. As we’re heading closer to the bench, my colleague was busy gossiping about a girl at work but my eyes were set on you. I could feel my heart beating a little faster while contemplating the probability of meeting you at the bend. However, only when we came closer, I realized that there were two people seated on the bench under a tree, having a serious conversation.
I couldn’t see you because of the lack of light on that particular bend but I felt your presence. I could’ve run up to you but I just walked by, with my colleague going on and on about the girl while you were attentively listening to your friend talk about something I’ll never know. We crossed the road and were waiting for the next signal to clear.
For the next 5 minutes, I was stealing glances at you, hoping you would catch my eye or recognize me. I tried my best to act casual and participate in the gossip but I felt my heart hammering fiercely against my chest as I stood there trying to decide whether I could stomach an embarrassment. What if I go back around the corner just to greet you? What if I intrude two strangers having a conversation? What if I find you or what if I am wrong?
Well, I couldn’t afford to be wrong when in company. So when the signal turned green, we walked further away from the bench and soon we’re out of sight (only then my heart began to calm down). Even when my eyes failed to recognize you, my heart knew that it was you with a certain conviction.
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