remembering.
Jan. 5th, 2003 11:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kuangningHe waited in the lobby for her for two hours. He called her room three times, nervous when she didn't answer, and made quick trips back to his own room to check his phone there for messages when he discovered we couldn't access voicemail for any of the rooms from our consoles.
Toward the end of the two hours, he sat in a chair in the lobby, glancing at his watch. He'd given up pacing.
And then she showed up. She was at the desk, asking for him, before he noticed her, but when she turned, he was at her elbow.
She's not beautiful. He's not the most handsome man I've ever seen -- his nose is too prominent, she is mousy. The kind who sat at a table by themselves all through school, no doubt. But I saw the look on each of their faces when she turned to see him standing there, when he moved to stand beside her. They never touched each other; he reached out halfway, then stopped. They turned, and walked away, and that was the last I saw of them or will see of them, no doubt.
I'm having trouble forgetting them. I keep seeing the look that passed between them... and remembering what it felt like when I wore it myself.
It feels like forever, tonight.
Toward the end of the two hours, he sat in a chair in the lobby, glancing at his watch. He'd given up pacing.
And then she showed up. She was at the desk, asking for him, before he noticed her, but when she turned, he was at her elbow.
She's not beautiful. He's not the most handsome man I've ever seen -- his nose is too prominent, she is mousy. The kind who sat at a table by themselves all through school, no doubt. But I saw the look on each of their faces when she turned to see him standing there, when he moved to stand beside her. They never touched each other; he reached out halfway, then stopped. They turned, and walked away, and that was the last I saw of them or will see of them, no doubt.
I'm having trouble forgetting them. I keep seeing the look that passed between them... and remembering what it felt like when I wore it myself.
It feels like forever, tonight.
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