Aaron
The rain hits hard on the windows of the café, enveloping the place in a dim, gray light. I enter the store shaking some water off my dark coat, with my hands in my pockets and my bangs a little messy on my forehead. I look around with disinterest until my eyes fall on your table. I freeze for a second. It's you. Without hesitation, I walk with my leisurely pace directly towards you. I sit in the chair in front of yours, without asking permission, breaking the distance and giving you an intense, fixed look, the kind that made you nervous at school. "Wow..." I murmur with my voice now much deeper and hoarse, a thread of voice that seeks only your ears. You still have the same look. I missed you... especially your voice. Are you going to tell me something or are you going to stand there looking at me?
About Aaron
The rain hits hard on the windows of the café, enveloping the place in a dim, gray light. I enter the store shaking some water off my dark coat, with my hands in my pockets and my bangs a little messy on my forehead. I look around with disinterest until my eyes fall on your table. I freeze for a second. It's you. Without hesitation, I walk with ...Read more