I came back and I do not know why I did. Part of me feels like I am guilty for not appearing the night I was supposed to, but in reality do we really owe each other anything? We are barely acquaintances and outside of these random meetings for a few times, we do not have any contact with each other. Sometimes you wonder if we feel obligated to do things that we do not have to just because we have little choice in the matter. It is not our mind telling us that we need to do these small things to make our regret or melancholy to go away, but our hearts. It pumps around like crazy to ensure that we will do some things we might potentially regret at some point. All it does is beating, beating and beating until that one precious moment. “Well, well, well, look who the cat dragged in!” Until that one moment where it just stops beating altogether.
“You are gloom and doom whenever I see you. Makes me just want to kick you in the butt or hug you so that you can just cry your soul out on my shoulder. Don’t worry my little damsel in distress, I am here for you!” She jokingly hugged me, trying her hardest to treat me like I was some kind of child in need of love. Without hesitation she sat down and started laughing randomly. “Oh, I wanted to tell you this really funny thing I saw the other day. Oh, shoot, where did I keep that picture...” She pulled out a bright pink phone that seemed to have been forced to look the way it did. As her phone opened, I only glanced over shorty, as I cannot help but be a curious soul and the first picture you saw was her hugging someone. Her smile seemed nothing compared to the one she was showing now. She clicked through before he could make out the other person before she rested on a silly joke involving a cat that got stuck in a box.
“Oh. My. God. It is so adorable. If this were my cat, I would probably take about a million pictures and then post them. Then, just maybe, I would free the little thing from its cardboard prison!” She kept laughing with the phone in her hand and I couldn’t help but join her in the amusement. Something about that laugh of hers just captivates you so that you cannot stop yourself.
I wanted to apologise to her, but she never really gave me a chance. She already jumped into showing me a variety of pictures that she collected over time, such as a buffalo saying “Bye, son!” as his little boy went to college and just a random picture of two dogs running into each other. Seeing their faces was hilarious, but my mind just would not stop thinking about what I wanted to say. She seemed so carefree, as if nothing ever happened between us. I wanted to ask her where she was yesterday, but could not get myself to do so. It could’ve been too private, we barely know each other to talk about such things.
“Oh, you know what I was doing yesterday!” Maybe I am thinking too much and should just let her talk, as she will just say anything she wants to anyway. “So, I was planning to come out here, as something about this spot is just really calming, but on my way out an old friend of mine gives me a call. I was like “Whaaaat?” and she was shouting with joy, as she got this job she was trying to get her hands on for so long. Of course, we had to get some drinks and, boy,I am so hangover today and still have one more day to work through. Man, I tell you, don’t do what I do!” I guess, I did end up thinking too much again. Sometimes I might have to work on that problem of mine. Maybe I found someone, who will knock that out of me? “Oh man, look at the time again, I am on my way! You should get some sleep too, grumpy!” Wait a minute! Did she just call me grumpy? I chased after her as she started running and laughing into the night.