Text Message

​I didn’t notice the week Passing by.

For that reason I was surprise when I saw your text asking to confirm a late diner. Don’t get me wrong. When we talked about it I was sort of excited and looking forward to it.

But the week was long, work was busy, it gave me a rush of adrenaline when I closed the never ending deal and you sort of slipped my mind.

I’m in that moment in life that I’m excited with what I do, in love with myself in a level that will be hard for another being to catch my attention.

I do enjoy our conversations and now that you reminded me of our date I’m looking forward to it.

Let’s see what the night will bring after a bootle of whine and a good meal. Will you be able to catch my attention? Will the conversation flow?

The night will tell.,,

Getting ready

I'm enjoying myself while sipping a glass of sparkling whine and you cross my mind. I smile crosses my lips and I bite the glass thinking of our last time toghether. Your smile, your wicked smile makes me crumble every time, even in my thoughts. Slowly I put my glass on the living room table and grab the the remote control. I select a song and press play. The first notes starts to play. I start to move my body to the melody. "We shoud've been..." H.E.R. She's right and wrong. All at the same time. The same questions ressonates through my brain and I dismissed it. I don't like to dwell on the past. Changing songs I pick my glass again and go check myself on the mirror and the door bell rings. I go for the door grabing my purse and coat. Leaving the glass behind me. I check myself againg. There's no need to re-do my lipstick. When I get to the door, the night's future is standing there and all my previous thoughts long forgotten and the prespective of a bright future is all I can think off. A different smile comes and the joy takes over.