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Wednesday, August 18, 2004
( ...and so he smokes... @ Wednesday, August 18, 2004 )
so i was back to my fav haunt today so i could get a tiramisu for mommy.and there he was. smoking outside.well, not that i exactly detest smokers, but well, it was shocking. and then, i walked past him as if he sorta recognised me. i think he did. cos i ordered my fav cafe latte. and while he was preparing it, i was watching him making my love potion. and for a few seconds, prolly 2secs, he looked over with this gleem in his eyes as if sensing familiarity. then he smiled to himself.not to me!to himself!funny huh.maybe he was smiling at the fact that we happened to look at each other.ha!ok so maybe i wasnt exactly there for the cake, but to sense his presence. im not a stalker.nah uh. i was just curious. inquisitive. a cat. seeking out new places, faces, and new experiences. and when time was up, i ran out of the shop like a 5-year old. he turned to smile and say thank you. but why? i should be the one saying thank you. and so i did. thank you. thankyou for making my day. for being someone significant even if it was for that hour. a distraction from my work, but a great point of focus. and bashfully, i quickly fled with my bag and files, maintaining an unusually shy 5-year old girly disposition, as my heavy bag bounced against my lipidified butt. his smoke trailing with his smile from his yellow stained teeth. not exactly favourable i must say. but still charming enough to make the cut. but i couldnt smell the smoke. i wish i could. or at least let the smoke linger around me long enough to create memories of him and his cigarette...*puff* ...
Ingenue-Inspired.Intrigued.Ineffable affection.
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