landon
i hoped our lunch outing would
have been at a nice restaurant downtown,
however, my mom insisted on us
returning to her house for her cooking.
(not that i minded of course,
who would even turn down a mothers'
home cooking?)
at first thought of having lunch
with you, i was anxious, dreading,
that one simple dine between us three
could turn left and go downhill.
i should have known to never doubt
what could be because you always
succeed in triumphing my doubts,
proving my negativity wrong.
i leaned against the kitchen island
with a beer in my right hand,
pressing the tip of the bottle against
my bottom lip while a smile played
across my face.
you and my moms' backs were
towards me while you held a
glass of wine in your right hand.
my mom mimicked you with her
own in glass in her left hand while
she prepped the veggies and
talked you through the various
steps in the cook book spread
in front of you on the counter top.
you both bantered back and forth,
laughing amongst each other as if
you were lifelong friends who
did this often.
occasionally, you'd glance over
your shoulder my way and flash
me a smile then turn back towards
my mom, taking a sip from your glass,
and giving my mother your full attention.
it was a nostalgic feeling,
being back in a place with my two favorite
people, where i was nothing more than an
onlooker;
a third wheel with my mother and first love.
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Dedicated to victoriaxxx12, for introducing me to the song Title and Registration by Death Cab For Cutie. She thought it related to Brooklyn and Landon and I couldn't agree. I linked the song above for you guys to give it a listen :-)
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maybe, someday
Romance❝Perhaps we'll meet again when we're better for each other.❞ © tilmorning. The fourth and final installment, following the stories: 'something' , 'where we fell' , and 'intoxicated'.
