I tried
Im sitting at a table waiting inside Le Passion, a fancy restaurant that takes decades to book a reservation. Waiting, looking at the clock every millisecond that passes. "w-will she be here?" I mumbled under my breath. My armpits full from the of absorption of sweat, my right leg became a sowing machine, my eyes darting around the place. Then the doors open. As the door opens, wind blows everywhere like a tornado has entered inside the restaurant. Then time stops for me just so I can admire her and get the courage on what I am planning to ask her.
Oh her beautiful pitch black dress, her pitch black skilleto heals and her tiny black handbag. She catwalks with full confidence to the seat. I became faster than lightning and jolted to her seat, reaching her seat before she did pulling out her chair for her. Trying to firm my shaking when I try to lead her where to sit. She walks up then looks at me putting her sunglasses trying to make eye to eye contact to me. "Thanks" as her freshly painted lips smack, she sits down.
As usual she starts talking about herself and gossiping about her enemies. Half a hour later I mustered all the courage, cutting her off, "Look I need to tell you something!" I exclaimed then I remember. Two weeks ago she was crying to me on the call about her ex that she got back with cheated on her again. You can hear the mascara washing away from her tears. Her crys were stabbing me in the heart. She really loved him, I hope she gives me a chance so I can give her the world, the love she deserves and needs.
"What?" She sasses me
"I really like you more than as a friend..."
Silence fills the air, everyone is staring at me.
"You know there isn't a line I would cross for you" I boldly say
"Bro I just got out of a relationship... give me time"
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that" with an apologetic sigh
"Its okay. Anyways I need to go.. we can still be friends. don't worry. You know I'm always here for you"
She states as she stands up to leave.
"I understand, me too, see you, stay safe" rushing to speak.
I finish eating my food. I pay for the bill. Then I go to my apartment. Undoing my belt, the clip of my trousers, loosing my tie and undoing the top of my buttons. Dropping to my bed. I see her online story. Its a pic of her and her ex the next slide was the food she ate with me. I close my phone and go to sleep.
Posted May 19, 2026, 11:03 PM UTC