2016 © Dana Eve Valencia
Wednesday, February 10
Friday, February 5
Hegira
The string of blue bells tinkled on the café door that windy February night. I hastily stood from my chair, slung my bag over my shoulder, and rushed for the door. Dazedly walking along the crowded sidewalk, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I stopped short and pivoted around.
It was you.
I looked at you blankly. "Yes?"
You stayed silent, just stood there staring at me. Something like distress flickered in your chocolate brown eyes.
"Yes?" I repeated with raised brows.
When again you didn't reply, I shrugged, whirled around and started down the sidewalk again. Without another word or a backward glance. You didn't stop me. So I just kept walking and walking away.
It was you.
I looked at you blankly. "Yes?"
You stayed silent, just stood there staring at me. Something like distress flickered in your chocolate brown eyes.
"Yes?" I repeated with raised brows.
When again you didn't reply, I shrugged, whirled around and started down the sidewalk again. Without another word or a backward glance. You didn't stop me. So I just kept walking and walking away.
2016 © Dana Eve Valencia
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