I Didn't Notice Him ....

At first, I didn’t even notice him… After all, he was there to see my sister. He had a crush on her but to her he was invisible. So invisible, that she left to go out with her friends.

I had patiently awaited for my date to arrive. A boy; a very handsome and sweet boy that asked me on a date even after I broke his heart a couple of years before. He was actually my first true love and I was secretly still in love with him. My patience turned to anxiousness as I kept peeking out the window although it was obvious he had stood me up. Payback, I guess. I was heartbroken and I cried.

Since my sister had abandoned the boy that had come to call on her, he turned his attention to me, soaking in self-pity because my date was a no-show. He hugged me and comforted me and I loved the attention, it was different..... and somewhere inside those few minutes we found one another.

At first, I didn’t even notice him and certainly did not realize he would be my first ex-husband.

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