Encounter

Yesterday when I was on the way to my first date with someone, I saw a familiar face. A face I've been dreaming of for months.

My heart sank and I shivered. Like an instinct, I lowered my head and continued walking, pretending I did not see him at all. I'm not sure if he saw me. I hope not.

I thought we might be friends after some time. But now I just wish I will never meet him again. Not that I hate him. Not that I don't miss him. Not that I may lose control seeing him. I simply want to get over the whole thing ASAP. 

Actually I behaved much better than I expected. Much more calm and composed. Thanks to the Taiwan trip and this new date. 

Anyway I decide to put on glasses on my perfect-visioned eyes today. They protect me from being recognized. By him.

At least I hope so.