"Your beauty's rich in a loveless world, so defined by your choices."
The words flowed out of me as I wore my headphones in the cafe' I was eating at in Paris that day. I had a good day of sightseeing as usual, and made a mental note to get a tour of the catacombs later that day.
As I sat over my stereotypical baguette and cheese and wine...a voice piped up.
"Wow, you have a beautiful voice."
She was about five foot tall on a good day, with shoulder length raven hair and piercing green eyes. She was slender and curvy where men loved, and I offered my sincerest smile.
"Merci, ma cherie, it is just a song I enjoy."
She smiled back at me and approached my table, "mind if I sit down?" She was so sweet in her request, and I immediately granted it.
YOU ARE READING
Across the night, and to the moon we went
Non-FictionA story of how I met a lovely girl, while singing a song in a restaurant. Very real story, unfortunately it's not as sweet as it may seem to be. There is always a catch in life.
