the cheesy bus moment

i was in the bus going home and when we got to the stop in front of his workplace, there he was on the other side of the road, waiting for his bus home. i could have just got out and walked across. but it felt like a cheesy movie. just as improbable as our Saturday night. who knew these things could actually happen in real life?

 

i'd had a terrible day and had wanted to meet earlier but he'd only got my messages much later. he'd suggested meeting up after work and it was really tempting. the work issue had practically dissipated the intense anger i'd felt toward him that very morning and all i wanted right then was comfort. but i knew it wasn't a good idea. or rather, i thought it wouldn't be. there would probably be too much comfort and after the weekend events, i needed a bit of distance. 

he probably never saw me (i'd averted my eyes the second i'd caught sight of him) but of course i do hope that he did and drew whatever conclusions he must. let's face it, i really want him to feel as bad as i do right now.