Today I bumped into a boy that I had been ignoring for the past 3 years. I don't remember why I stopped liking him or why we stopped going out but what I do remember is, when I used to door bitch at this by guestlist only club, he arrived with 2 other friends and I went like 'You in, you in and you not' and he remembers that too. Why was I such a bitch to him? I have absolutely no clue now. The shit you don't remember 3 years back. Hmm.
He comes up to me while I was standing on the steps watching flame throwers endanger lives of unsuspecting patrons and half drunk couples making out. 'Hey, how have you been?' One hand on my shoulder, leans in and kisses me on my cheek. Hang on one second buddy, when did I stop ignoring you? I looked at him. I just looked at him and he says 'Are you still doing this?' For a short period of time sometime this year we worked at the same building and I would see him during my lunch breaks, smoke breaks or just passing each other down the stairs or elevator rides and it got to the point where I was like, is fate taking a shit on me or what? But anyhow, we started chatting because I'm a forgiving person and that's what forgiving people do.
He tells me it's his birthday tomorrow, I tell him happy birthday, he thanks me and says I have grown up. These days it's really mature to wish people happy birthday it seems. We took a walk along the beach, he offers to take me out to dinner this week and politely decline. He asks me why and I reply that I have a lot of food in my fridge right now so maybe next time. I tell him my birthday is sometime this month and he offers to take me out to dinner again, 'not on your birthday of course, that wouldn't be in my place.. Or is it?'. No it isn't. And I let that thought wonder out loud.
