It's a small world, became factual when he came into my life. What started off as an academic journey became a spiritual one then a friendship. All through a device. For a very long time, he was just a sexy voice with a golden heart, funny and intelligent without a body or a face. I would sometimes imagine how he looked. I would imagine that he had soft fingers and a beautiful smile. I pictured eyes that I'd get lost in and a chest I could lie on. Just fragments. When the day came for us to meet I didn't know whether we should hug, shake hands or just say hi. I had just arrived home when he called me to ask for directions. I saw him, and you became whole. He had sexy eyes to match the sexy voice. He told me to get into his car. It was a brief met-up as it was his lunch hour and he had used up most of the time at the bank. It was as if he had always been a part of my life.
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How I met you
Short StoryAn anthology of how people come into a person's life, some stay, some only stay only for a brief moment, and some barely make it past a week.
