Early this morning, while on the subway, she stopped right next to me. I was talking to my buddy but my eyes were all over her. At some point I even wanted to ask her “Hey, what are you doing here? When did you came back to Bucharest? Are you living in the neighborhood too? How come you didn’t tell me any of this?” A careful look and the differences were starting to take shape… The haircut though was so familiar; the profile as well – with almost identical traits. Even the height was the same; one could have easily acknowledged that both of them had been molded onto the same pattern. An elegant tenure assorted with a joyful look, but still.. there was something missing. Then I’ve stared at her for about two-stations-with-the-platform-on-the-left-hand-side until any shadow of a doubt has been poofed away: it was the eyes; they were not blue.
Damn you, Mother Nature! Bouncing me from joy to doubt, then from hopeful uncertainty to giving-me-the-finger. I’ve never been so badly mislead into believing that I’m seeing familiar faces when in fact it was a copy of the original that I was studying. Has it ever occurred to any of you, people? …Taking a person for someone you haven’t seen in ages and being in total agreement with your senses, only to realize two minutes after first spotting her that she wasn’t the real version?
So it happened to me today, to take this girl for one of my best friends whom I’ve seen last year in Brasov and who is currently living in another country, far from any crowded and misleading subways.
D, I hope you’re doing great, wherever you are! 😉
PS: It’s not that I’m lazy or uninspired but lately I’ve been surrounded by quite some havoc which ultimately translates into “inability to cope with all of my other hobbies”. Sacrifices had to be made. But now I’m back.