Column: Anna ( #3)

Anna (34) Divorced and no kids.
Works in a little gift shop.
Just moved into her new apartment.

Friday.

This morning I woke up with the sound of rain ticking against my window. I did not want to wake up so I imagined that a handsome prince was throwing little rocks against my window. For a brief moment I was dreaming away until I remembered Jack. Today I was going to see him again. I pushed myself out of the bed and ran downstairs into the kitchen to make coffee almost breaking my neck over a pair of shoes I left in the hallway last night. The soft bump my head made against the brick wall woke me up rather well. I was being so damn stupid. Here I was playing the love sick teenager while all there is was a meeting to talk about paying the damage I caused on his vehicle. Maybe its because I have been out of the game for many years now. I have been married to Paul for almost 10 years and before that we dated 4 years. He was my first real love and I always believed he would be my last! Before Paul I had a few short flings but nothing serious at all. Paul was the one who took my virginity and I took pride in the fact that I never shared my bed with someone else than the love of my life.

Sadly Paul shared his bed with many females besides me. And even more sad is the fact that I have been so blind not to see it. Come to think about it, I really cant see the difference in flirting or just friendship. I have closed myself down for those things so long and right now I feel lost because of that. Did Jack really smiled at me yesterday when he wrote down my number? Did he squeeze my hand a bit too long before she said good bye? Did he blushed just as badly as I did when my eyes met his for the first time? I cant remember because its all a blur. What I do remember is that I never saw a man so handsome before. His grey eyes so soft while his face was full with stories of his life. If I have to guess I would say that he is in his forties, 45 maybe 47. His grip on my hand was firm and strong yet gentle and my skin was feeling like burning flames when he moved his hand away.

I will meet him at the local coffee shop in two hours from now. I am guessing it will be during his lunch break from work. To be honest I am nervous but I also know that I am probably telling myself a story, a lie I am making up to bring at least some color into my new life, my single life. A new start I wanted for myself after being so damn sad for at least 5 years. I tried, God knows I tried so hard to safe what was left of my marriage but when I found out that Paul was cheating on me with at least Three females I gave up. So, here I am feeling totally clueless about my new life!

Disclaimer: Anna is a fictional column written by @poeticsnake only to be posted on Steemit! The cover is my own work!