You And Me

I can hardly contain the things I felt when you typed your name out and it popped up on my screen. Feelings of home and anxiety washed over me.  All these years have passed us by, living lives as separate as oil and water. But you walked back into mine like a home you never meant to leave. It didn't take you long to propose we get together for coffee, it took me even less time to accept, feelings of excitement and nervousness crashed into me like ocean waves crashing into the shore. I can't help but wonder if your blue eyes will still floor me like they did when we were young. When we were the best of friends, buddies as we called it. I sit patiently waiting at that coffee shop, arriving early, clutching my white chocolate mocha as if the harder I hold it the calmer my nerves will be. Then you walked in and my nerves melted away, you ordered your coffee, almost seeming upset that I paid for my own, and you sat down across from me. We started with small talk, you asked me about work, you talked about the army, you could barely look at me. You kept shifting your eyes toward the window, us both sipping our coffee in between retellings of the last few years of our lives that we weren't living together. And then you had to leave, and a little part of me wanted to stop you, a drop of you just didn't feel like enough, but you said we would see each other again, and my hopes jumped sky high.  After you drove me home I had to take my dog for a walk to remind myself how to breathe, I felt 14 again, being drown by the waves of your blue eyes, relearning how to breathe under water. It was just coffee, just a moment of a memory of the kids we used to be. and I can't wait to see the adult version of buddies and new moments of you and me.