We didn't see each other at first.
Moments after you sat at the bar, and ordered your drink and food, I recognized your voice. My heart immediately jumped into my throat.
As I approached you to bring you your food, we both stopped dead in our tracks. You dropped the drink you were holding.
You were just as surprised as I was.I collect myself, put a fake smile on my face, and approach you. We both know this is the first time we had seen each other in weeks.
My hands were shaking so hard, you could see the tray of food shaking as well. As you reached for you plate, your hands lingered on mine. Igniting a fire in my bones as you tried to steady them.
When our eyes met, I could feel the tears starting to form. You opened your mouth to speak to me, but I just stood there in silence. Your voice was warm and inviting, like it always had been.
My voice was trembling as I spoke. Then you realized how hard this has been on me. A tear began to fall, you quickly raised your hand and brushed it off my cheek. My face tingled at your touch.
I quickly turned around, and rushed outside. You soon followed. I leaned up against the railing, cigarette to my lips, you lighting it for me like you always did.
As I tell you I'm sorry, you grab me and hug me, whispering into my ear, telling me it's okay, and that you're still here. Why do you always do this to me?
You let go, and I watched as you walked away, leaving me behind, the same way you had done before. Breaking my heart all over again.