2/2/14

Christopher:

It was funny when you told me that you still loved me. Well, I laughed.
I think it was the way your fingers drummed the table. You were nervous, maybe?
I sat in the chair by the window in the coffee shop that we've always called "ours."
I didn't twitch.
I wasn't too aware of my heartbeat.
Your's was pulsing wildly, though. I could see it in the vein trailing down the side of your neck.
Your hair was pulled back in a neat pony tail that obviously meant business.
Maybe that's why it was so funny to me, because it seemed like a business meeting.
Like you had called the board together to discuss your next investment.
It was funny because I knew that you wouldn't really invest in me more than you had, regardless of what
you were confessing.
I laughed because I knew you were full of shit.

Meg:

I called you because I wanted you to know.
I told you to come here because I wanted you to remember.
I was nervous because I didn't know what to expect.
I never expected you to laugh, though.