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i saw you the moment i entered the bar even though you were sitting in a dim corner. while i tried not to stare, i felt your gaze on me as the waiter sat us beside you by sheer luck. we were both reserved and quiet. our best friends who were with us did most of the talking and flirting. we talked about our past travel adventures and agreed that even though we've already been to tons of places, we have yet tried machu picchu. we smiled and nodded when our friends suggested that we should all head there on our next holiday. i tried my best to be subtle throughout the night, but tilted my head back laughing loudly when you later teased us with an invitation to dance in a place where every one around us was all prim and proper and tightly laced up. i enjoyed your causal suave when you passed your friend and mine to come over to my seat, placing your hands gently on my shoulder, giving me a light squeeze and whispering "you look cute". i was too smittened to speak and instead burned with shyness. we never exchanged numbers (my bad), but it's been months and i still think of you. whenever i return to that bar where we met, my heart races because i'm never sure if i'd ever see you again. i didn't even get your name. all i know is that you delt in glass. ayeeeeee. that's not helping. but anyway, if this even sounds remotely familiar, hit me up. i would love to connect, properly this time! (ps: sorry, i have a half legit excuse! i was on my period. i didn't think very much was going to happen that night but i absolutely regretted not getting your number!)
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