While I Waited

I sat in the coffee shop, a few blocks away from campus, slowly eating the cinnamon-topped whipped cream off of my Mexican Latte. Looking around, I saw people chatting with friends, studying for exams, and looking at the aray of magazines the shop provided. Two elderly women in front of me were talking about family affairs, drinking red wine. My whipped cream was beginning to melt and I was getting hungrier when my meal came; hot, creamy, curly macaroni & cheese. As I began to eat slowly as to not burn my tounge, I realized that I was alone, eating alone; there was nobody beside me. There was no warm soul sitting next to me, telling me about their adventure of the day, explaining that the world is full of wonderful, sponatneous surprises. I had wished there was. As I looked at my food and slowly scanned the room, I realized I wasn't the only one sitting alone. There were others too, although they all seemed to be occupied with tasks of their own; I was left to eat and drink with nothing but my thoughts of loneliness to keep me company. As I finished my meal and tried to drink the rest of my lukewarm coffee, you came. Your bright smile and the glow of your heart captivated me, sucking me into a moment where only you and I existed. I was content. No, I was exuberant for your lovely appearance. I want to thank you for tonight, for that moment, for the one second of my night where I realized I wasn't alone; I was only waiting...and you came. <3