I first saw you when you were dancing to the Bee Gees. God, I hate Bee Gees! But when i came home, I caught myself listening to the band’s record I’ve got from my sister.
I think you know that I actually have a type— and you definitely didn’t fit in those frames. You had dark hair, when i preferred blonde more; you had brown eyes, when i liked blue, so there’d be some contrast; you didn’t have button nose, you had big doe eyes, your lips were always dry. I wasn’t your type either— you had the hugest crush on John Travolta. However, i saw myself in you every time i looked at you. And when you first caught my stare with your sparkly eyes, it felt like i was looking in the mirror.
I was with my friend, so i was too scared to ask for your number. It was my biggest regret in life. Because almost a year later, i worked up the courage and asked you out, when I accidentally saw you on the street. I’ve been always wondering: what would my life have been if you haven’t been running late for your work that day? I bet it would’ve been dull as hell.
You didn’t say “yes” to my offer— you just rolled your eyes, when i finished telling you where and when we’re meeting. I was so confused and blue that you didn’t answer, that you just ignored me.
But maybe it was my luck, because on Friday, 22nd of May at 6:34 o’clock, in the year of 1987, you opened the door of the cafe and of my heart. You came to the date (you were an hour late, but I would’ve waited for you for hours, if i knew that you’d come). If we only knew how happy we’re back then!
When i came home after our vertiginous date, i immediately looked under my bed, where the old dusty Bee Gees record was lying. And for the next two hours I’ve been listening to Children of the World album.
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