As I sit on the bench with my best friend. Boys get drunk on the table
beside us. Carelessly they talk loudly disturbing the peace and quietness of
the atmosphere. During my stressful times I like to come here and relax but my
relaxation time is being disturbed right now.
“Edward is my name; I am from Italy” said a
voice. “For your information you are really cute” said the same voice. Generally,
I don’t do long distance relationships but for you I will he said, while
turning to face me. He looked directly at me and smiled. I waved my hands at
him too but only because he was good looking.
“Jacket is on the floor” he said pointing at
the floor. Knowing that the situation just got kind of awkward I waved at him
and said thanks. “Luckily for you I saw that, you would have lost it”, he said.
“My
name is Elena” and this is my best friend I said to him.
Nice name you have there, what does it mean?. Oh
these are my friends they are not from Italy they live here in the USA, he said.
People in this country are generally not nice but you are an exception he said
“again” and, I started to wonder why he was talking too much. Quietness finally
came from his table.
Remembering
all those moments make me happy. Special moments like these are hard to forget.
That is the day I met my long distance lover who is now my husband. Usually
people say long distance relationships fail but, not in our case. Valentines
day is our favorite time of the year. We met on Valentines Day. Xylophone is
our favorite musical instrument or mine rather. Years go by and time passes by
but he still remains by my side.
Zapped
with love, I fell for the half drunk guy from another county who swept me off
my feet with just a smile.
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