One More Time

I am very smitten by you

The day that I made the acquaintance of Juliette Moreau, it was as if we were destined to meet. I woke up late and realized I only have about 10 minutes to get to work. What made it worse is that it was raining cats and dogs which makes it hard for me to get to work since I couldn't skate in this weather. Usually on other days, I would just call my manager saying I couldn't make it, so he will give me a day off. But I didn't call him. I had a feeling that it will be a great day. So I decided to put on my worn out olive parka, and rushed out to work with my umbrella.

Step outside of the apartment and I just ran. Ran all the way in the rain. It was the moment that made me realize the reason why our parents always remind us "Son! Don't run in the rain!". I fell down the stairs terribly. I was looking up to the dark skies, and felt raindrops falling one by one on my face. I closed my eyes thinking "f*ck it, I'm just gonna die here". Then suddenly the rain stops. Well that's what I thought. Opened up my eyes to the most beautiful view I have ever set my eyes on. She was wearing a cerulean blue raincoat while holding an umbrella over me, with a face full of concern asking "My dear, are you okay?". She helped me get up, and rushed me to a nearby convenient store. "Are you alright? What happened to you?". I was embarrassed to tell her that I fell off the stairs, so I lied by saying "There was this guy, he shoved me down the stairs". "Oh my God, you poor thing! That's the problem with people nowadays. I might have just lost hope in humanity after what happened to you.". I looked into her eyes and said softly "Hi, I'm Max, Max Walker.". She smiled, it was the most beautiful thing ever. It was like her smile was carved by angels. "I'm Juliette Moreau, it's a pleasure to meet you.". At that moment, I could feel my heart skipped a beat. I could feel my awkward smile slowly coming out. In my mind, it was a mess as I felt both calm and crazy. It was as if my mind was in a war between calmness and madness. Mainly because I couldn't decide on what to feel. Should I go crazy? Or should I be restful as I've found the love of my life. But one thing for sure is that I have never felt this kind of happiness in a very long time.

We had a short chat as I had to go for work. Funny enough she was there right in front of my counter soon after I came in the store. I had to ask "Are you following me?". "No I'm not you silly" she giggles softly after saying that. "Then I guess it's just a mere coincidence that we were heading to the same place" I responded. And she said "Or maybe it's our destiny" she smiled at me. "Alright, how can I help you mademoiselle?". I was confident that this strange attraction feeling I'm having that is desperately pulling me towards Juliette isn't some ordinary feeling as I don't remember the last time I felt it. It was as if I am a metal rod and she has the strongest magnet in town. As if I am a small fish and she is an angler fish attracting me with her esca. There is something about her that makes me feel like I want to get to know her. And I know, that she knows of this feeling I'm experiencing. Well she is undeniably the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She isn't that tall, probably around 165 cm. Which is in fact perfect for me. She has a quite pale skin. Her smile is just fascinating and her eyes.. oh dear her eyes sparkles. Her eyes are like made out of diamonds. To top it all off, she has this simple french cascade braid. She was an angel in disguise.

She walked out of the store with her umbrella and a bag of sliced fishes. She look back and caught me staring at her, she laughed and started walking away. Even when she has left the store, I somehow won't stop imagining Juliette coming back just to see me again or something. I know it doesn't happen in real life, those are all scenes you read in books or watched in movies. But some part of me was hoping she'll come back. If not today, then tomorrow. I don't mind, I just need to see her face again, so that I could keep on being this happy.

Unfortunately, ever since that day, I have yet to see her again. I tried falling down the same stairs to see if she would come. But I was only approached by a dog licking my face "YUCK!". I tried walking around, jogging. Hoping that I would bumped into her. However all of my efforts to see her again turned out to be nothing more than another fail attempt. I became tired, and lost. Thinking that when I fell down the stairs, I banged my head on the ground so hard I started hallucinating. Started seeing angels or just something that I imagined of. I started to realize that she was too beautiful, too kind, too perfect to be true. Maybe she exists only in my head. Maybe I am the only one worthy enough to see her beauty. I don't know. It's just that, when she's there, I could feel my heart beating unusually fast. As if my heart is excited to see her. I could feel the adrenaline in me pumping as hard as possible. When I want to talk to her, start a conversation or something, I could also feel something holding back my tongue, holding back my voice to keep me from saying things that might scare her away.

It has been months since the day we met. I find myself out here in this coffee shop, reading "The Wolf and The Dove" by Kathleen E. Woodiwiss with my leather jacket on the chair beside me, and my cup of flat white half full on the worn out wooden table. Yet again, I'm lost.