Remembering heart breaking times.....

Esto lo escribí ya hace años atrás, después de un "encuentro" con el "ex".., me salió bien (creo) y pos ahí le pongo para que no se borre:


Was it the strange feeling of being watched? Or was the coincidence of my insisting search for a cab? Whatever it was, that weird sensation lead my eyes towards you. And it paralized me again. I seemed to me you were searching the crowd too.

I wondered if you had seen me, if you were, just as I was, avoiding to look in that direction. Or maybe I was just being paranoid.

Funny, you still turn me into a twit every time I set eyes on you. You, on the other hand, continued on your way with your ussual coldness.

My heart thumped once more when the light changed, and, to no surprise at all, you disappointed me again..., and walked away.

My cab arrived a few minutes later, I hopped in, and sat back remembering you again.

After a good twenty minutes of deep thinking, I realized, that I apparently still had feelings for you and you still held no feelings for me whatsoever.

So unfortunately the question still remains, not wanting to be answered (the fear has grown). The pain is numb now. But when I see you again, everything will be the same......

Still....!