He saw her before she had spotted him

He saw her before she had spotted him. It was a long time since they had met the last time. Some five, six years he counted. He watched her rush towards the statue where they had agreed to meet. He felt his heart pounding. Why, he wasn't too sure about that. He wasn't supposed to have any feelings for her anymore. He knew she did. It had always been written all over her that she did.

It was the anxiety. Of seeing her again. In his mind he already felt her close to his chest. In his mind he already felt her scent.

They had been playing for too long. That's what it felt like. But how do you stop playing? It still must have given them something, right? It was 14 years since they had met for the first time. Fourteen! He shook his head. She took a right turn and was now waiting at a red light. She still had not seen him. Sure, there had been times when they during these fourteen years had found each other longing for another. Most of the time out of sync, though. Most of the times without really discussing it. The last few times they had met for stop-overs or weekends he had felt like being the one on top of the situation. She was down on her knees and he, he had felt nothing. Not really. I mean yes, sure he felt his blood rush through the whole body when he saw her, not to mention touching her. But he hadn't had any silly ideas about the two of them being together, like a couple, out in the open. She, on the other hand, she was eating out of his hand. I bet she still is, he thought.

The light was still red. His blood was still pumping. He watched her look up and their eyes met. Wow! It was an explosion that took place inside of him! The blood rushed so fast that the only thing he could hear was a swooshing sound. He felt dizzy for a few seconds. Her face lit up and so did his. My God! She looked just the same as she had when he had boarded that plane five years ago, minus the teary eyes. He lifted his hand and waved at her. She did the same, smiling the whole time.

The lights finally changed and she started walking towards him. he took a few leaps to get to her faster. From a short distance she already shouted her "Hi!". Oh my God. Was it really five years ago since he had heard her voice so close?

Suddenly she was there, in his arms. She looked at him and that smile of hers lighted up her face, and his too, he was sure. "Hi", he said. "I'm glad you came". In his mind he was calculating. All these years they had been on their own, both of them. How many years could they already have had something else than stolen weekends in big cities? No - why am I thinking this? He confused himself. And so did feeling the scent of her hair. They were not supposed to be, it wasn't written.

So many things had always stayed the same, but one thing surely had changed. For the first time during these fourteen years he was afraid. Afraid she might not love him anymore. The feeling left him feeling so alone.

"I'm freezing, let's go have a coffee, yeah?" Her eyes surely did not give anything away as she smiled at him, still being just a few inches away from him. "Yeah, let's." It was all he said. In his mind he just thought "please still love me."