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By Isabella Svenska Submitted by Isabella Svenska Date: 2001 Oct 14 Comment on this Work [[2001.10.14.00.28.20156]] |
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It was a beautiful sunny day as I got out of my car in that parking lot I gazed in admiration of the glorious sky the sun warmed my face the sweet smell of that warm summer breeze welcomed me into the morning sunlight as I unloaded my car onto a large luggage cart for yet another meeting It was my sixth one sixth enrollment meeting of the week that is another full day of questions another full day of smiles another full day of selling not realizing what I would encounter at the end of the day as I unloaded the large boxes from my car flipped my styled hair from my face and over my shoulder glanced at my reflection in the car window and brushed my hair back into place with my fingers I'm ready, ok, let's go I walked toward the building with complete and utter hesitation why can't I play hooky today? 8:45, ok, I have enough time to sign-in get to my table and set-up ugh...I need coffee Good morning greetings to all as I grabbed a cup of java not entirely my blend of choice and feeling a bit snobby as I internally mocked the powdered creamer I used in my styrofoam cup Awww, coffee well today is as good as it is going to get hooky is definitely out of the question as the day droned on...9, 10, NOON, 3 pm that's when it happened I was sitting there bored, reading the paper in the calm before the storm I was warned that there would be a 3:45 rush there was one more set of employees due in to hear about their benefits they are coming from the employer's other location I set my paper down and got ready tens of people were waiting to talk to me and ask me questions as I growled to myself that I should've played hooky I glanced up in my internal monologue and his aura caught my eyes he was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen sweet lips, thick hair, striking green eyes there was instant electricity I could feel him as he approached me I didn't hear the first three to forty words he said I was enamored speechless awestruck as I kicked myself to say something he was staring so deeply into my eyes I could feel the warmth of his soul his eyes were staring deep inside of me I couldn't focus on why I was there in the first place he sat at my table and we talked really talked about everything more employees were waiting to talk to me but I didn't care I wanted him to stay sitting in front of me forever the sea of people around me waiting was growing I was forced to leave our conversation yet he waited for me he sat there waiting as I was trying to hurry the questions along I would turn as if to say...don't go anywhere he smiled and it warmed my heart I turned back again as all of the other questions had been answered he was still there and we resumed as if there were no break in our conversation at all we had so much to say to each other and did time stood still people were walking around us in blurry slow-motion I felt as if we were the only two in the room I was interrupted again and this time I think he felt obligated to move on - he was monopolizing my time but I didn't mind I never wanted him to leave my sight as I finished with the last interrogation I looked up and he was gone I walked into the hallway and saw only my reflection in one of the office windows and decided to go wash my hands when I came back to my table - he was back in the room I sat down and noticed he was on his way over to me again his bright eyes luminating the room his strong build, that glorious smile his beautiful features gave me butterflies his presence made me dizzy there was so much he wanted to say but didn't know where to start I felt all eyes were on us and he felt it too interruptions repeatedly occurred female coworkers flirting with him employees approaching me somewhere along the way of his second visit he lost his nerve the commotion that day was intolerable and as he left the room I could feel my neck and face flush from the passing events and my heart dropped with the sense of a lost opportunity I wanted to chase after him as if I would tell him everything I wanted to say I could talk to him for hours hold his hand caress his face kiss those sweet lips but what could I do? I was held captive in that room for another hour I couldn't leave I wanted to chase after him as I walked to another vendor's table she replayed what had happened while I left the room he had looked for me and noticed I was gone he waited for me created other reasons to stay in the room until I returned and when I did he returned to me to regain that electricity we had both shared and to bask in one of those moments that so rarely come along that feeling that animal magnetism that sense of urgency that this is the person you want so... what do I do now? do I chase something that could have been? or do I hold on to the perfect memory of what never was? |