Sitting pretty in Holland Park Notting Hill, London watching all the passerbyers taking on their phones looking at maps and wondering where they are headed to next. I sit here alone. With my music playing in my ear the small hint of San Diego that I brought with me. In my iPod: The Dragons, Steve Poltz, Portugal The Man, Plan B, Zutons, Hotel St. George, Blackout Party and much much more.
I decided to spend the whole day a waste in the beautiful park. Staring at absolute nothing and all of everything. All the passer-byers that walk along the pavement with their cameras, maps, phones and everything you can think of to get them on their merry way.
Sipping on a breakfast tea. Trying to read, but distracted on everyone around me. Then with in the blink of an eye he passes by.
Ever wonder about your first crush? I mean the first person that gave you the butterflies in the belly. You sat there looking at them while they smiled and said something completely interesting (or so you would think?).
I think I saw him.
When I was a little girl spending the summers in Scotland with my pops; I would play with the neighboring children or my older cousins. All my cousins are about ten years older than I am. I would rather play with the boys than with the children my age. I guess not much has changed in life. I still play with the older kids than those my age.
There was a friend of the boys his name isn't as important as my memory of him. He was a tall lad. Slick brown hair, a tall slender figure with green eyes and porcelain skin. He loved playing soccer with the boys. When he was over he would give me a slight sideways glance and a crooked smile to show slight mangled teeth.
I got butterflies in the belly just from his look. Thinking about him now gives me butterflies!
When I was 19, I moved back to Scotland for a year. Thought I would help out my father in the restaurant and tavern. I had my own place above the tavern.
I remember him coming in and asking me a question about something that is not that important anymore. I answered his question. He gave me that crooked smile and turned and kissed me. Again that crooked smile meant more than he thought. Although at that time I was in one of the most serious relationships I probably will never get into again. I always thought of him. That one kiss.
I wonder today 7 years later, if he remembers me. Did he really pass by me with that same tall slender figure and crooked smile to hide his mangled teeth? Looking at me sitting pretty in the park trying to read a book that sits on my lap.
I went to have dinner at Montgomery Place a nice little restaurant that served yank food as they mentioned on their menu. I decided to eat properly since I was not sleeping the way i should be. Still sleeping at 4 or 8 in the morning and waking up at noon and going on with my merry day.
When I walked in and asked for a table for one. The man I saw at the park, looked up and with that same crooked smile nodded and took me to my table. Surprised was I to see him there. I was highly recommended by my cousin to go there. Since it was so close to the park I was sitting at in Notting Hill.
Did my cousin really tell me to go to that restaurant knowing that the tall slender man would be there? A way to just bring me back into a memory of what could have been and never will be.
I ordered my food, Blackened Asparagus with toasted sesame seeds, plum & rum infusion as a starter. and my main was honeyed duck glazed with organic honey on a bed of ginger infused wild rice. Of course I had to pair it with wine just as amazing as my meal. I ordered a bottle of Pinot Grigio, Vigneto Corvara Albino Armani. The price was just right for me, £34. No dessert for me, I was full.
I sat there as my food digested and I sipped every so slowly on my wine while I read more of my book. I noticed the tall slender man kept looking unto my direction. He flashed me that crooked smile one more time before he can and dropped off my check. I give him the check full of money to pay for my meal and wine. He came back with the change and a little note.
The note read:
I remember him coming in and asking me a question about something that is not that important anymore. I answered his question. He gave me that crooked smile and turned and kissed me. Again that crooked smile meant more than he thought. Although at that time I was in one of the most serious relationships I probably will never get into again. I always thought of him. That one kiss.
I wonder today 7 years later, if he remembers me. Did he really pass by me with that same tall slender figure and crooked smile to hide his mangled teeth? Looking at me sitting pretty in the park trying to read a book that sits on my lap.
I went to have dinner at Montgomery Place a nice little restaurant that served yank food as they mentioned on their menu. I decided to eat properly since I was not sleeping the way i should be. Still sleeping at 4 or 8 in the morning and waking up at noon and going on with my merry day.
When I walked in and asked for a table for one. The man I saw at the park, looked up and with that same crooked smile nodded and took me to my table. Surprised was I to see him there. I was highly recommended by my cousin to go there. Since it was so close to the park I was sitting at in Notting Hill.
Did my cousin really tell me to go to that restaurant knowing that the tall slender man would be there? A way to just bring me back into a memory of what could have been and never will be.
I ordered my food, Blackened Asparagus with toasted sesame seeds, plum & rum infusion as a starter. and my main was honeyed duck glazed with organic honey on a bed of ginger infused wild rice. Of course I had to pair it with wine just as amazing as my meal. I ordered a bottle of Pinot Grigio, Vigneto Corvara Albino Armani. The price was just right for me, £34. No dessert for me, I was full.
I sat there as my food digested and I sipped every so slowly on my wine while I read more of my book. I noticed the tall slender man kept looking unto my direction. He flashed me that crooked smile one more time before he can and dropped off my check. I give him the check full of money to pay for my meal and wine. He came back with the change and a little note.
The note read:
"It has been so many years
I want to say I know you,
However
you are now a different woman from the young girl I remember.
That is the girl I have locked in my heart.
Come back again so I can fully be introduced to
this new woman infront of my eyes.
The beauty that never changes
is locked for ever in your eyes
Hazel eyes, almost like running through
a forest after the trees have been
washed with the spring rain.
Please come back."
I gazed at him. It was a mischievous doing from my cousin to see the one person who gave me my first butterfly belly and a true kiss that will forever be locked in my memory.
I smiled and as I left I slipped him a note as well.
That note read:
"It has been years for you,
however for me it was only yesterday.
I will never forget that kiss nor you.
The day I return will be the day I never leave"
I left the restaurant without giving him a single contact information from me. I knew the day I came back to introduce myself properly, would be the day I would call this place home.
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