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Moments

We passed by each other in the hall. I tried to catch your eye, you looked straight ahead. Interesting, I thought. I was intrigued. And like a moth to a fire, I was drawn.

Another day. I found myself seating across from you. We smiled. We talked. And laughed. And talked some more. And laughed some more.

A different day. We passed by each other in the hall. We looked at each other this time. I smiled. You did too. As I walked away I kept thinking about your smile, your laugh.

We had lunch, just the two of us. I watched you eat. It’s amazing how you can eat for 3 people and not gain weight. I hated you then.

We were instant messaging all day. You’re charming in the virtual world, as you were in real life. You used a lot of emoticons. I liked that. I liked that we could talk about anything and everything. I liked that no one else can make me laugh the way you did. I liked that we were in the same wavelength. I get you. And you get me.

I sleep with a smile. Because in those moments when I’m about to fall sleep, I think of you. I replay the day’s events with you in almost all of the scenes.

I got in the car. You smiled and said, “Good morning!”. I said it back. What a good morning indeed. You held my hand while you drove. Thank God for automatic transmission cars.

Breakfast. We were seated across from each other. You were reading the paper. I picked on my food. I felt peace then. I watched you while you read, taking mouthfuls of food in between pages. I thought how beautiful you were. And I thought what it would be like if we get married.

We shopped for pillows and bed covers, shoe racks and tumblers. I imagined us getting a home together.

You were in the kitchen, making coffee. I hugged you from the back. You turned to hug me back. And then you kissed me. Fireworks were all over the place.

I asked if you wanted tea or coffee today. I prepared it for you, and you made me my coffee too. We ate some bread and cheese.

You handed me a package. I opened it to see my favorite chocolates. You remembered. I like it when you pay attention to what I say.

We watched a movie together. You put your arm around me because I was cold. I put my head on your shoulder. I sighed because I could stay like that forever.

You introduced me to your friends. I liked them. They liked me too. I introduced you to my friends. You liked them. And they liked you too.

We’d go out to eat or drink or play. I always had fun when I was with you.

You invited me to your home. And for a time that felt like my home too.

I haven’t seen you in a while. And texts became rare. Calls even more rare.

Gone was the spark. That feeling of contentment. The closeness. And in that instant, I knew it was over.