She took two photos of these elephant paper weights. He observed. He said something about how finely detailed they were. They smiled. He had grey eyes. “Where you from?” “What brings you here?” “Gap year?” So many question. Two souls hungry to know more about the other. “The south is really nice” “Yeah listening closely, you do have a slight Italian accent! ” They talked. She pointed back at the elephants. “They’re for instagram.” She really hoped he was on Instagram. “You on Instagram?” He curled his lips. Regret it seemed. “Well I’m on Facebook. But I also write letters.” She said something like she thought that was cool or that that was awesome. It wasn’t clear for her either. All she was thinking sadly was that she couldn’t give him her address! They’d just met! Her cousin interrupted. They were going to get icecream. She hastily said bye. It all happened so quick. She blurted out that she wished he had a great life ahead. He nodded. She wrinkled her nose. She left. He stood there. And like the movies she looked back. But as real life is not in slow motion, the last smile she gave was short and it didn’t give her time to change her mind. And maybe stay back. Not have icecream.
That she is I.
That he is that boy
I met at the shop
where they sell...
elephant paper weights.
I'LL NEVER EVER FORGIVE MYSELF FOR NOT HAVING GIVEN HIM MY ADDRESS