Maybe someday, someway we’ll meet physically.
We’ll look at each other; I’ll blush, and you’ll approach slowly, nervously, but confident. We’ll smile, and you’ll say “hi” and I’ll answer “hey”, we’ll look at each other cautiously for a while, and stand in silence. We’ll enjoy the silence.
Then, we’ll go and seat, we’ll become again the teens we were meant to be, when we first talk. I’ll laugh, and blush, and you’ll smile and compliment on me. We’ll order, and talk about everything we’ve missed.
College, friends, exes, lovers maybe. And again, we’ll begin.
We’ll be best friends, silently in love with each other. And after our date, we’ll go on a walk. You’ll put your arms around me, and I’ll have the biggest smile on my face. You’ll look at me, meanwhile I kill with the look those who are looking at you. You’ll huff, and then you’ll call my atention hawking and smiling once I look at you. You’ll approach, very carefully. We’ll stop walking, and then ask for permission with your eyes, I’ll nod, slowly, secure. Our lips will touch, and a weird electricity will pass through our bodies, we’ll close our eyes and we’ll deepen the kiss. After, we’ll open our eyes, and we’ll smile to each other. One raindrop will fall, two… Three… And we’ll run, freely, and happy, looking for a shelter, we’ll look at each other, now wet, and we’ll kiss again. That will be then, right now, I’ll just take another sip of my coffee, look through the window, and daydream on it, again, and again and again. The cold will hit my face, and reality within it, a tear will fall but I’ll quickly dry it, ans hide it. Then I’ll check on my phone, and I’ll see your message on it.