Silent Pain

Dropping my backpack to the floor, I take off my coat and hang it on the vacant chair.  I always sit here, in this exact spot, alone.  It doesn't bother me, yet it does.  I sigh and take the long walk across the sparsely populated cafeteria to get my food, the usual.  I can be so predictable.  I take the walk back to my table at the far end of this building and sit in my seat.  As I take my first bite, I notice a couple sitting a few tables down from me.  Happiness radiates from them and I am intrigued.  They sit, hands together under the table playing with each others fingers.  The girl, long brown hair, pretty face, and crossed legs, shifts her hips as she laughs lightly.  The boy, tall, short brown hair, handsome looks at her and smiles a bright, beautiful smile.  They never break their deep stare into each others eyes.  I close my eyes and for that moment imagine I am her.  I let the emotions I would feel overpower me.  Trust, love, lust, happiness...  Happiness.  My eyes start to burn and my throat tightens.  I would be happy.  I slowly let my eyes open to find the couple walking toward the exit, fingers entwined.  I watch through the windows that surround me as they come to a halt.  She turns toward him, smiles, and mouths the word goodbye.  He smiles and reaches toward her with open arms and holds her to him, closing his eyes for a second.  They break their embrace and he slowly leans in to brush his lips with hers, cradling her face in his warm hand.  I look down as a tear slides down my cheek.

Bridgett
1/27/09