"Smile and walk away!"
"Be confident."
These were the words of advice from my 'script-ready' ex-TCS colleagues.
Truth is, I had butterflies in my stomach as the evening drew near.
The occasion? A networking session in which I could possibly meet up with HIM again. My heart had sunk right down into the deep blue sea when I saw the name list three days before the session.
I walked in confidently. I combed through each and every corner. I saw his colleague/flat-mate but not him. I was relieved. Or was there a sense of disappointment?
"Are you in touch with him?". I shook my head.
"Do you know he's married?". I nodded.
"Do you know we were seeing each other right under your nose?". I wanted to tell him.
"Do you know he tried to break up with her and she landed in hospital?". The words were stucked in my throat.
"Do you know why he got married in three months when he didn't and couldn't do so for 12 years?".
Nope, he wouldn't know as the words remained .... as butterflies in my stomach.
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3 comments:
sayang.... then what happened? you';re story did not finish
sigh... the right guy at the wrong time is still the wrong guy.
no wonder.. your body was shaking and your words quivering when you greeted and hugged me when we met, just before the event. hopefully it gets easier each time. time heals...
yes, the niece looks like the 姑姑, like my fat niece looks like me :)
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