Date

She was telling me about Chile.
We were sitting in a restaurant, alongside the canal. A candle flickered on the table.
She was telling me about her travels. She had been to a lot of places.
I watched her face in the candlelight.
She was telling me about Libya.
I won't deny I thought about it. After all, she was pretty, smart and interesting.
I thought about what it would be like to kiss her.
She was telling me about Cyprus.
But I couldn't see any travels with her. I just couldn't.
Damn it.
It was a shame. But, then again, she did talk a lot...