Love & War, Prose, Ramblings

Blast from the Past


Their eyes met and there was a moment of recognition. He reached for her hand eyes still on her eyes, “I feel like I’ve met you”. She thought for a moment and it all came back to her – the one date, the half-hearted attempt at wooing her with treasures and adventures, the shallow compliments. She remembered her  disinterest then and it came seeping back now. “Oh, we’ve definitely met”, she responded and  took back her hand, turned her back and went on her way

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