“I waited… but never got a response…
Did u know that? Did you know I was standing right there just to see that maybe you would turn around…”
The crowds had rolled around them as she had walked away.. he had stood where they had last been together, hoping that the smile that had given him the chance to hope would return to her face.. she had danced away oblivious to the turmoil in his heart
“But I did turn around.. every few seconds.. you were too busy looking to see if the bus had come yet.. after the first time we waved to each other across the road..”
Her heart was racing as she turned to see him once more.. a smile on her lips in anticipation of his reaction.. she was going to blow him a kiss.. she didn’t care what the gathered millions would think of them.. “this generation….” Would probably have been the most popular sentiment
But she didn’t care
He was there.. like he had always been.. but he wasn’t looking at her.. dismayed.. she turned back.. right at the moment that he had looked up to hope..
“hey.. I was thinking..”
The night passed by in whispers…
“What if..”
“What if. What?”
Er.. what if this was what we had both been waiting for??”
“this??” us… he means us????
Her breathing hitched..
"Er… I don’t really know.. "
Oh hell.. was that the wrong thing to say..?? no no I wont mess this up
“I meant us as being in the same place again priya.. u know.. I really really missed you..” his heart was throbbing as the words dropped from his lips..
she stopped breathing...
“uh.. yeah.. right back at you sweetheart.. u’ve been the best friend I could ever ask for”
2 comments:
i love the way you capture the uncertain half conversations..
:)
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