First message
I walked into a nearby cafe, I had some down time at the tattoo parlor. So I figured it was right for me to get something to eat, maybe some coffee or something. That’s when I saw her. The familiar curve of her neck, the way the light caught her hair. The profile I have memorized a million times in the dark. My eyes scanned her… god she was just as beautiful as I had remembered. My eyes roved over her appearance, still breathtaking. I felt my body go completely still as I looked at the sleeping child on her hip. That face… that little boys face a perfect mirror of my own. For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. I forgot what to think. The words I tried to form wouldn’t come out. My hands clenched into fists as I looked at them. The family I never knew I had. We had broken up a year ago, I never seen her since until now. My heart panged with something I couldn’t quite name. Regret? Sorrow? Longing. All of those feelings all at once as I masked it with indifference. Hey…