It's been a year. A year since I saw her. I mean, I see her every night in my dreams, but it has been a year since I last saw her in person. Now she's standing right in front of me. Ordering a small coffee, no milk and no sugar. I wonder if she ever thought about me. About how it would've been if she stayed. If all three of them stayed. She walks away from the counter and our eyes meet. For a moment I feel what I felt back then. Then I'm back to reality. Suddenly she stand in front of me. 'Hi', I say. 'Hello', is what she answered. 'Look at us. Both 19 years, one full of experience in life, while the other one only knows in which aisle the diapers are. So different, but still the same', I said to break the ice. The only reaction i get back from her, is her beautiful smile.
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