Thursday, 4 February 2016.
Day 46
Gosh, I’m looking good.
Damn girl!
Feminine, youngish,
Oh, baby I’ve got it!
Attitude. Wit.
My makeup just right, the perfect outfit.
Self-confidence, style, my smile.
Leather boots, joy,
“Well, moi!”
“Moi, Anna!”
Uhh, not bad. Score!
Blind Riku is a sight for eyes sore.
Short.
But yay a little chubby.
So cuddly!
New smart shirt, nice smart mind.
And kind.
He eats a huge plate, I just have a salad.
We talk non-stop.
But it’s slow. Slow fella.
It’s way too serious.
There’s no chemistry.
He’s just another Finn-mystery.
He asks why somebody like me is divorced.
“We just grew apart.
It’s sad.
Good guy, but a marriage turned bad.
He’s moved on, I will, too.
And what about you?”
“Out of a long relationship, me.
She was too active,
I just stay home.
Can’t do sports with my eye,
Nor drive.
Enjoying a quiet time.”
“I see.
Well, maybe you’re not for me,
Agree?”
“But company would be good.
Real love. Understood?
Maybe a few kids
To refill my home with bliss.”
“Kiss.”
“It’s early, but late for me.
Six.
To catch my train and sleep deep.
Here’s a nice hug and I’ll pay.
May I see you again, bae?”
“Well, in that case…
You’ll have to write more!
I know I just do
Require it to soar!”
Ten days go by, Riku sends a hi.
That’s way too odd!
“All the b💘st!” — I respond.
I just sigh.
I’d die. I cry, “By😘!”
© 2017 rf
Obs. Day 46 after moving out.
The Chronicles of a Happy Divorcée 