"I remember when I saw you for the first time. You were so busy working, you didn't even look up as I walked in."
"You've told me this before, why are you saying it again?"
"I think you need to hear it again. And besides you asked."
"Fine, whatever, go ahead."
"There was nothing I needed from your store. I just had to get closer. See the color of your eyes, see how long your lashes were, if they touched your cheeks when you blinked. I needed to feel the warmth radiating off your smile."
"Enough bullshit now. I'm gonna throw up."
"You had on these light dress pants and a button up blousy shirt thing. Normally, I don't pay attention to what you're wearing."
"Real nice, thanks."
"Just being honest. By that look I'll assume that's not the honesty you were looking for? Ok, on a day to day basis, I'm not memorizing your outfit, is that better?"
"Sure."
"Your hair was down past your shoulders, longer than it is now. You wear it up a lot now. My point is, I knew I had to get closer to you. Something drew me in."
"You're seriously a lame ass, you know that?"
"You wanted me to speak openly, now you're calling me a lame ass? I can't fucking win with you!"
"Your walk down memory lane isn't really what I was looking for. It's pointless anyway. Nothing is going to change."
"Because you're not trying. You wanted me to do this and to take it seriously. But you're not listening to me."
"I hear you, ok?
"Turn and look at me. Not past me, not next to me but please look at me. I'll wait."
"This is stupid, I shouldn't have even brought this up."
"Eyes on mine. Thank you. You hear me, but you aren't absorbing what I say. The words are entering and you're filing it away. Something to consider later. I know how your brain operates."
"You're so sure all the time, aren't you?"
"One of things you used to say you love about me."
"I still do."
"Right, that sounded believable. I walked around for a while trying to find something that made sense, I'm not exactly into nail and hair stuff. I see you trying to hide your smirk, stop it. Anyway, I finally found something I could give to my mom. It sparkled and looked girly enough for her."
"It turned out to be one of her favorite things. I've seen it in her hair a hundred times."
"It was a lucky guess. But you, you had me convinced she had to have it when I brought it up to you with weak knees and sweaty palms. Listening to you talk about that hair thing made me think every woman in the world should own one. And I still don't know what the hell it is."
"And you call me out for not listening? I told you that day what it was."
"I knew you were speaking english, but really I was just fascinated with how your lips moved."
"You just said I had convinced you all women should have one! What the fuck?"
"It wasn't your words so much, it was the passion you spoke about it, and the way your lips moved, that convinced me. "
"Not that it matters now, but it's a barrette. It pins the hair back.
"Great, I'll sleep happy tonight knowing that. I don't give a shit about the hair thin--"
"Barrette!"
"Yes, fine the BARRETTE. The whole point of this is that I remember every detail about YOU from that first day. Even when I left, with your number thank you very much, I couldn't stop smiling. My brother called me a fag the whole way home. Telling me I was already pussy whipped and I hadn't even made it passed first base."
"Charming - excuse me while I swoon."
"Whatever, I didn't care what he said. I didn't care that I didn't wait three days before I called you. Your eyes and your smile were stuck in my head, on repeat like the best parts of a favorite movie. I knew if I didn't call you, some asshole was going to come behind me and sweep you off your feet."
"Not like you did a lot of sweeping, you were kind of a bumbling fool."
"Love your sweet talk, babe."
"I'm serious. You were such a dork when you called me the first time it was like talking to a virgin who just saw boobs for the first time."
"Laugh all you want but you were very intimidating."
"Don't blow smoke up my ass, you jerk."
"You know that's not what I put up your ass, beautiful."
"See? This right here is part of the fucking issue! You had me convinced you were going to take it seriously. Even made me feel like I wasn't listening right. But, as always, its right back to sex!"
"I'm sorry. Please sit down."
"This is such bullshit, you know that right? I can't even talk to you for ten minutes without some sexual remark coming out. Do me a favor, text me when you can talk like a grown up ok?"
"Please don--. Well alright then."
