The awkward feeling you get when you see someone again and remember that the last thing he said to you before you parted was, “Don’t I get a goodbye kiss?”. After that, it was just like nothing happened. It was a one night thing, yea, I should have known. I mean I knew it was, it’s just that I was hoping it was not. And now, I can’t even look at you, I know you can’t look at me too. Were taking half second glances every once in a while, I know you’re doing that too.
Our friends tease us, thinking it was a one night nothing too serious kind of thing. But it was something they would never have guessed. To you it was all fun, to me it was that too, I just never would have expected it to mean something more.
It’s awkward, sitting here at the back seat of your car where it all happened. I can still remember it so clearly. And now our friends are here with us. Every once in a while I catch you glancing at the mirror, I know it’s awkward for you too.
Finally you dropped us off. I got out quickly, I needed to breathe, I couldn’t believe this is all happening. Oh the irony. I hurried to the back and got my bags, but I still ended up being last and then you were there beside me. I had a second of panic and I know you were uneasy too. I managed a quick “thank you” without even looking at you. I should have just faced you like nothing happened I know. You didn’t say a word, maybe because I left too quickly? I dont know. But I know the only reason you were there was to close the top. Jitters.
I can still remember vividly our sweet parting and my hopeful mood that one Saturday night 2 years ago. Now, it’s awkward but inevitable. I know we will have more instances like this. Unavoidable. But for now, goodbye once again stranger.