The first time we met was in November. Ah Sweet November, that time right before the holidays, when hope and excitement is in the air. I thought it would be just a regular November day. How was I to know this day would change my life.
It was love at first sight. I don't know if I'd ever felt this strongly about anything else before. There was an instant connection and I couldn't take my eyes away from the beauty before me. I imagined our life together, going from party to party, everyone admiring what a gorgeous pair we made. From that moment on, I knew instantly that my life would never be complete until we were together. That first day, I stayed as long as I could, trying to figure out a way for us to be together. Unfortunately, at that time, there was just no way. Regretfully, I said goodbye, but whispered a promise that we would one day be together. As I walked away I turned and looked back. Someone else was walking towards my love! I was seething with anger and jealousy, but it quickly turned to despair. It would serve me right - I was the one who left. How could I expect someone else to resist what I myself wasn't able to? How could I expect that someone else wouldn't imagine themselves going from party to party with this perfection on their arm? I couldn't. It was my own fault.
In the days that followed, my thoughts were consumed with planning our life together. But every day, the hope that we could be together diminished little by little. I tried to visit as much as I could, but as the holidays drew closer, the thought that someone else would be enjoying what I should have been, was overwhelming. I stopped visiting. The hurt was too much for me to bear.
As Christmas came and went, I lost hope of us seeing each other again. I had resigned myself to an incomplete life - as that is what it would be, if we weren't together. Life went along and soon, I began to forget.
Last Friday I went back to where we met. I was thinking that there was no way we would see each other again. It was after the holidays after all. But then I turned the corner and there it was. Waiting for me.
My Black Ostrich Feather Clutch from Club. And it was on sale. AAAAAaahhhhhhh!!!
I couldn't believe my luck. There was only one left and it was an extra 30% off.
Yay! Happy Birthday to me!!!
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