Posted by 10derHeart on May 25, 2005, at 23:53:36
In reply to My T (what else?), posted by messadivoce on May 25, 2005, at 20:32:25
>>Now when I pass that spot I feel like he's still there a little. It was the only time I ever saw him outside the office.
I so get this. I have a similar story. About 18 months ago (still in therapy with ex-T. then), I went out to dinner with my daughter, which was temporarily living with me at the time ( she was 21 then) in a popular chain restaurant not far from my T's neighborhood. We're eating, and in walks my former T., and goes up to order. OMG!! He's hard to miss, as he's unusually tall. He looked absolutely gorgeous, BTW. I thought I was going to die, faint, cry and scream, and I don't know in what order.
He got his food, sat down to eat and apparently do some paperwork. He was sitting alone, straight across the main part of the seating area from me. Within a few minutes (enough time for my very astute daughter to tease me a little about my "crush" on him...) our eyes met. He smiled the *best* smile ever and mouthed the word "hi." I could hardly swallow my food, but thankfully, we were close to done and got up and left. He waved goodbye then, too, in a really warm and friendly way. Like he was so glad to see my daughter with me as he knew we're so close...
Anyway....I still frequent that place. And I always try to sit where I can look at that one, exact booth. To imagine that night. It used to about kill me with grief, but now feels pretty good. And when someone else is sitting there, I don't like it. Don't they know that's HIS seat, forevermore?!
>>Every time I walk through there, I feel ridiculously like he's a little closer.
I see absolutely, positively nothing ridiculous about it. Nope. Uh-uh.
Hope it's more a (partly) pleasant thing than a painful thing these days, Voce.
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