Clock striked 12.30 pm, and you were eager to go down.
Freshen up in the rest room, correcting the hair and splashes water onto your face. Bubbly, and presentable.
You patiently waited for the elevator. When you reached ground floor, you walked across the road.
Where to eat ?
Anywhere (or the place he would usually go), so I could be seen (or the intention it's otherwise).
Most of the time, I lost my focus in eating. Eye eyeing else where, like an eagle preying on little rodents.
Spotting him, would be a bonus to my lunch hour.
Rare, I would say. Only once in a while.
Yesterday was different, saw him again and it made my day - sort of.
Today, his birthday. Can't really do anything, but just to wish from my heart to his - Happy Birthday !
And here comes the truth, the guy that I have been secretly having a crush for the past 3 months is attached.
Taken. Attached with a girl.
He's not like me.