there he was..
standing there in his khakis, like he always did.
I come to Target everyday just to see him, to see that charming smile and twinkle in his dazzling eyes.
As I near the checkout lane, my heart pounds quickly against my chest. I feel like it's going to erupt.
I consider retreating as the line moves forward.
No.
I must have courage, I must journey forward.
I place my lemons on the counter as the woman in front of me pays for her groceries.
Alex from Target turns to me when she leaves and I am met with a smile. His smile. The smile that gives me life each morning.
I return a smile, while on the verge of collapsing.
He scans my bag of lemons and says "That'll be 2.79".
I hand him the money and I take my lemons and run away.
While running I ran into the door
So Alex From Target quickly dashes over catches the lemons and props my head up.
He stares into my eyes and says "Here's your lemons loser."
Then I die.
The end.
