It Happened Again . . .

She has been missing for a while without a trace. Discomfort filled the heart. Why did she leave suddenly? She wasn’t even reachable. My questions remained unanswered. I did not know if I would ever see her again. Even though we were friends, both of us knew we definitely had something more than that. Our meeting the other day left an intense desire for her. I wanted to see her again. I wanted to spend time with her. I have put in fervent efforts in tracing her.

My phone rang as I was trying to indulge in shopping for myself. The number looked familiar. As I picked up the call, I was shocked. The voice made me go weak in my knees. I was not sure if I was dreaming. I couldn’t move. My heart was thumping. I could hear the voice now even more clearly as if it was inside in my ear. I turned around and was taken aback. She was there standing in front of me, in flesh and blood. She was dressed casual in jeans and a white tee with something printed on it. I did not know how to respond. I was still in a pleasant shock, and slowly put my arms around her as she gave me a warm hug. Then, I felt my heart started to try to function like a human.

We exchanged pleasantries and she apologized for her disappearing act. I did not ask any questions nor did she say anything else. I did not need answers anymore. I was too excited to meet her and did not make any attempt to hide it. She blushed as I told her how elated I was to see her. We spent sometime just walking through the arrays. She politely declined the request for a coffee. The disappointment by the request being turned down was flushed out by her bright smile. She promised to meet again very soon. I replied in affirmative and I meant it. She hugged me again and I kissed on her cheek as we parted. She smiled and walked away. I wanted more of her. I wanted her completely. After a distance she turned around and smiled. It hit the last nail in the coffin. I fell for her.