That Night

I stood quietly as I watched you wave your hand on the metro station while the doors closed. My mind couldn't stop wandering in those five hours we just kissed goodbye to. Let me tell you very honestly, I felt helpless.

I didn't want that day to end. I didn't want my phone to ring. A heartfelt text was all I wanted to send you. I wouldn't admit it but I kept checking again and again for those double ticks to turn blue. Or how badly I wanted the time to go back, but you know it all now, don't you?

I saw you smile excessively when the Martini brought out the best in you. I heard you telling me all about the trips you took. Trust me, you glow the brightest when you have one of those stories to tell.

I remember we met at one of our friend's party. We both were having fun with our friends and suddenly our eyes met and it never moved away from either direction. You came in my direction and asked for a dance to one of your favorite songs and I said yes because we wanted to have fun before the end of the night. Would it be too cliche' to say that I had butterflies dancing all over my body when I grabbed your arm to walk or when my head rested on your shoulder as I kept talking about anything and everything? You listened to me all the while, and I kept talking all the time.

One of the few things I remember about that night was the moon. I wanted you to see it and admire it. It's funny how I am standing on my terrace right now looking at that beautiful moon and writing this, but I miss that crescent shape we saw through the leaves.

If ever in my life I will have to choose a day, I'll choose this over and over again. You see, it wasn't about the soft breeze that day or that bench that I will still go back to. It was all about the silence at times that we surprisingly didn't find the need to fill and how I opened my heart out to you once and for all because that night we both knew that it will be our first and last night together as you will go back to your city again tomorrow and I will be staying here. Did we exchange numbers that night, remember? But never had enough courage to send a single hi because it will be a flashback of that night. Right?

After all of this, there is one thing that my heart fails to understand, why do our metros go in opposite directions?