When she finally looked my way, I had to struggle to keep my heartbeat steady.
“I don’t want you to leave” I yelled again.
The absurdity of the situation slapped my consciousness in vain, my lips kept moving, words tumbling out stupidly.
Even as she stared blankly, I contemplated whether my Nikon could capture a moment so beautiful, her large curls falling over lined brown eyes and how the red lipstick was suffocated by the glow of her skin
“You’ve sat in this same coffee shop for 14 days straight”
With no time to stop and think I added “and this might sound crazy but I finally understood the weight of the word ‘incomplete’ when you didn’t show up yesterday”