Haha, old flame never fades they say.
Vanquished. Came back. Gone again.
So this time around, it was in the elevator.
So close yet so far.
Well, caught you peeking. Putting on a friendly smile. That's kind. I saw that gesture of yours.
We are just friends now nothing more than that. Adults in the working world, professional and each focusing on life in front of us.
As there were many other people inside, couldn't really strike up a conversation. Can't ask "How are you ?", not even "Have you taken your lunch ?" or plainly "How's life ?".
Just to be clear, not there to stalk. Aptly just having my lunch there, with my colleagues.
*This is not about the recent inter-racial guy. It's about the older previous fling which I had sometime ago.