I walked in the door and there you were.
Wiping off the lipstick stain of the rim of the cup.
Looking slightly embarrassed wondering if anyone took
notice.
I decided to take a distant table.
One, from where I could catch glimpses of you.
Watch you as you gingerly maneuver your clutch, fetching a
mirror.
Once again adjusting your fringes; then wondering if you
should have left your tresses open.
I looked at the watch again.
Only half hour late.
And I wondered if it mattered to him…
To have to make you wait?
The waiter looked at you eagerly.
And your eyes answered him almost instantly,
Apologizing for him.
A few seconds later came a phone call.
Your eyes light up like fireflies in the jungle.
But soon they brim with tears.
And you are trying to so hard to hide them,
But no avail.
So you pay the check and walk away.
So I curse myself again, wondering if I should have just walked
by,
And said “Hello …”

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