Julie has never found someone she felt connected with. She never found a good boyfriend that she truly loved. She never had a first true love. She was always told by her past boyfriends that they loved her, but she never felt the same way. That was until she met John.
She was 70 years old and when she saw him at the café, she couldn't take her eyes off him. She instantly fell in love with him. She knew he was different from the rest of the world. She just felt in her soul that he was the one for her. She loved him. It was an insane feeling over joy and fear and warmth in her soul. It felt magical. When they made eye contact, those 5 seconds felt like an eternity for her. Like she could just stand there and stare for hours on end, but she broke the silent bond and looked away. She quietly got her black coffee and sat at a 2-person table. He saw her sitting across the room from him and he gingerly walked toward her and sat across from her. Her heart started to race when she saw him sit across from her. She felt like it was going to burst out of her chest at any moment.
"Hello young lady," he smiled politely at her. "I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you were." She instantly started to blush. She knew he was different. "If I may ask, what is your name my mysterious mistress?" That's when she knew, he was the one.
