she sits across from me

a frozen frame in memory

 

head turned

streaks of sunshine glowing on her face

her sparkling eyes staring out the window

dreaming of the life we would have together

 

smiling

 

the waitress sets our plates before us

and the woman who would be my wife

looks up and thanks her

 

we eat our meal

greet passersby

enjoy the bliss of oneness

 

now,

years later

sitting at the same table

gazing at the emptiness across from me

 

I wonder

 

did her dreams come true

 

mine did

 

 

tio stib

 

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