The Ghost from the Christmas Past
I needed to use the ATM so I had to walk on the street I usually avoid. I was walking and talking on the cell at the same time and before I knew it, I was there. I was right in front of the store and he was standing at the door. I stopped dead in my tracks and he looked at me. It took him a split second to place me. He smiled at me shyly as he held the door open for an elderly customer. I tilted my head to my side and smiled back. Then I looked down and walked away.
In that brief two seconds of us looking at each other, the world around me just disappeared. It hit me that I miss him beyond reason. Without a doubt in my mind, he is the most beautiful person in the world. His eyes are kind and his smile gentle. He is my world. He is the one. How can someone make my world stop just like that unless he is the one?
He hasn’t seen me in over three months and as soon as I walked away, I panicked. All I could think of was if I looked jacked up! I am sorry but reality is unromantic and sometimes almost cruel. I rushed to my mirror when I got home. Yeah, I looked good…phew! In fact, I looked beautiful. I looked happy and effortless.
When you live and work within a ten block radius from your ex, your game has to be on 24/7/365. I do not have an off day. Why?…because life plays cruel jokes. Ever notice that you run into your ex on the one day you decide not to brush your hair and wearing jogging pants? I rest my case…
I felt totally stupid just walking away when I know he would have stepped out. I just wasn’t ready. I would have turned into a blabbering idiot. He still makes my head spin and my hands clammy after all this time. So there was my accidental visit from the ghost from the Christmas past…and I love him.
