scooping into mouthfuls of my soup
you walked in
and i couldn't help looking at you

amazed i was with your height and your build
astonished i was with your wet black hair
with the gel-like-dishevelled look
your glittery greyish green eyes
situated under you mediumly thicked eyebrows
gleamed under the warm light

among a few of your friends or your brothers (no idea anyway)
i couldn't help but notice you
you look different
not in a bad sense
but in a good one

with your "red bull" spelled black sleeveless shirt
checkered shorts
and black slippers
you wore casually
but with an unknown grace

you sat behind me
and look at the menu
i half-turned my face
trying to hear and hear
i tried to caught hold of something
as i drank my creamy mushroom soup

suddenly you appeared before me
and blurped out a sentence
with a perfect intonation and velvety slang
all i heard was the last few words
"......................grab this chair?"
i assumed you wanted the extra chair opposite me
all i could was gasped at your words
and nodded my head with an "erm..okaaay..."
which i wasn't sure you even heard

at last before footing the bill
i took a last look at you
i took a last glance at you
before i left...

i really hope we will meet again someday......