I have some luck, you know. I'm kind of used to all sorts of "accidents" but this... So today is my mother's birthday and I went to buy her flowers around 4 PM (shame on me) and I was dressed lightly and feeling rather good about myself and then when I was in the mall I saw a familiar guy. The one I was in love with in high school. Well, I wasn't 100% sure but he seemed to look back too, after we passed each other which isn't really like him but we were too far and I would call out to him anyway. I continued on my way but of course all sorts of things happened in my head. I was like "Maybe I should have faced him though. And tell him what I really think." It was just like one of those romantic comedy moments where I imagined a scene. I'd be all cool like "Well, hello! Isn't it awkward meeting someone you proposed to 10 years ago?" All the while I was going back and forth looking for flowers but as a female in the background I figured he was probably going to the shop and shall be going back in awhile. I wasn't scheming, really. I still have some pride. It was more like "If it happens, it happens" And well, as I was going back a bit later we all but bumped into each other. I almost laughed. And I haven't really seen him in about 9 years and I was really hoping he's fat and bold by now but he didn't change much. Fucker. And there was a few second pause and then I was like "How's life?" and he was "How's it going?" - casual as ever - at exactly the same time. It was kind of perfect. We talked for a few minutes and my mouth wasn't cooperating all the time but I'm still proud of myself for keeping my shit together. I even had the guts to ask him if he were single. Which he is. He asked "What are you doing at such a place?" And I was like "What am I doing here? I live here." Which he should know. The thing is he doesn't live here. He doesn't even work here from what I gathered. What the actual fuck? Anyway, it was a bit awkward but not terribly so and then he just said "Well, I gotta go." Which came as no surprise, really. It felt like all those years never happened. It was just like a scene from a drama. Except it ended like life.
Thanks, life. You really know how to fuck me up. I have enough things to get depressed about as it is. They say time heals but it doesn't, really. Not if your memory is as good as mine anyway. Fuck, I really want to get wasted now. But I don't have anyone to do it with.