Apr 20, 2014
He mysteriously showed up every time you went out. Just walking down the street and there he was. Nothing ever happened. They made eyes at each other. She treated him like shit to keep up the charade. It was obvious to everyone.
This time was different. You saw them in the stairwell. She was laughing. His mouth was by her ear. She took his hand. They disappeared.
Later in the taxi you drove past them. They were holding hands. Then you knew. Seeing that. The way it made you feel. Then you knew. It wasn't a joke any more.
