Archive | July, 2014

Step. Freak out. Step.

13 Jul

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step.

‘Keep walking. Automatic doors’? I’d better run, I’m so hitting myself again. Here we go. Keep going. Keep going. Oh my god, I’m sure I’m looking as if I was paranoid or something. Well. That’d be accurate since I’m scared of a door. Pull yourself together lady! Phew. Door passed. I’m all ok.

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step.

Baggage claim. Ok. Belt number…16. Let’s go.

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step.

Are you kidding me? You belt 16, you’d better show up now, because I will ki…OH WAIT. There it is. Sorry belt 16. Here I am. Thanks for the bag. Let’s get out of here.

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step.

Oh my god. The way out is way too long. I just wanna get out and see this guy.

This guy.

Shit, how long was it?

Like twelve years or something?

Wow.

How will it be meeting him after twelve years?

Twelve years.

Damn.

What if he’s come to pick me up?

Nah. He’s not here. Probably.

Ok, now I’m kinda freaking out.

Maybe buying the tickets was a bad idea. A big (BIG) mistake.

Oh, c’mon brain, it’s a trip anyway. Shut up.

But wow.

Wow.

I can’t help but wonder if that charm’s still there.

Not that I’m in love or shit, I’m just curious.

Will it be weird as fuck? Like…those 30 minutes of silence that are only broken by the worst joke ever?

How will it feel like?

Do I have money, just in case it feels umconfortable?

Yes, I do. No problem.

I could have lost my flight. I’m an expert on that. I should have stayed in Rome.

Nah, I’m not a coward.

What about him?

Oh, I’d kill to know how he’s feeling right now. Ok, maybe not kill, but I’d love to.

Does he think the same as I do about all this? Like, is he excited about this? Pissed? Indifferent? Trapped?

Does he really want to see me?

Maybe all this was too impulsive.

Jesus, I’m freaking out really badly.

We were each other’s ‘first fling’, right?

Ain’t it weird how this all happened? One random day we start talking and then…then I’m here.

Why? Why has this happened?

What’s the reason behind?

Yes, ok, he told me to come over. Ok.

But, what about the ‘hidden reason’, the one we can’t see?

Wait. Let’s check everything’s here – bag, ok. Coat, ok. Chocolates, ok. Magaz…Where’s that damn magazine?

Oh, floor, thanks for holding it. Open. By the horoscope page.

Ha. Funny.

‘Aquarius – This week you may find the one, don’t mess around!’

Ha. Whatever. Fuck horoscopes, right?

Right.

 

 

 

No. Stop it brain. I command you to stop. Right now. It is NOT happening.

Why is he there with those shiny green eyes? and that smile?

STOP IT. He’s no kissing me that way.

What’s this music? Oh, ‘Lucky ones’? Really?

Ok, I’m expecting Jennifer Aniston to come out from a piece of baggage and start the movie.

This is ridiculous.

Sigh.

Wait.

What if he kisses me?

That could happen. Mixed feelings here.

This is weird.

Because…I’ve changed like lots.

And he has as well. He’s so not my type of guy now.

Or is he?

I should fear that somehow. Because if that happened, it could be that kind of wonderful endings that just happen in the movies.

That kind of wonderful ending that I sometimes look for.

Ok, this has gone too far brain. Enough of that shit.

I’m so excited to meeting him again.

How will his voice sound like?

How do his eyes look now?

How does he smell?

Ok, I’m nuts. But whatever.

What has he lived so far?

What’s he interested in now?

Where has he traveled?

Gees. We do have to catch up.

This is going to be great if we’re on the same wavelength.

The funniest thing is that it’s been twelve years and it seems it was yesterday.

I guess that Christina Aguilera shit I listened to when I was little is true: ‘if something’s yours and you let it go, if it comes back to you, it was yours all along’.

It’s great to know I have friends like these.

That’s really great.

Amazing, in fact.

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step.

Oh well. The last door.

Freeze.

Oh no. OH NO.

He’s there.

Ok.

Breathe in. Deep breathe in.

That’s it.

And now…

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step.

Stop.