Written by Jacob Ibrag
Themed restaurant. Yelp approved. Live band.
Friends. Chatter. Lots of chatter, much about nothing.
Laughter. Waitress wants our order. I want her name.
Her eyes carry an untold story. I need to know it. She’s
so elusive, doing her job. Excelling. It’s not enough.
Curiosity eating me alive. Get up. Walk to her while she
processes credit cards. ‘Hi. There’s something about you.
Let’s meet some other time. I swear it’s not just another
pick up line.’ Silence. Flattered. The thing is, ‘I, I have a
girlfriend. Want to say yes. You’ve just made my night
with that compliment.’ No regrets. Taken away by her
smile. No what ifs, they don’t exist. I hope she reads this.
Painting by agnes-cecile