Realization

I am leaving work and rushing to catch a cab. I can't possibly be getting late for this. This is an important day in your life and so - it is just as important to me.

Why do I always do this? I never think about going anywhere late. It just happens. I will be lost in doing some work and all of a sudden I realize I should have rushed out 15 minutes ago.

Doesn't matter. I will make it on time. There is no way I am missing this, even if it means I have to run all the way there.

Despite my best efforts it takes a while to find the place. I am reaching the place and about 10 minutes of the show have already passed. I am praying I did not miss any of your stuff. We rush in and quietly take our seats in the dark. I do a quick scan through the program brochure and am relieved to find that you are on a little later.

My eyes are looking at all the pretty things sway past me but I am not really registering anything. I am just too excited to see you come out. All that hard work you put in and now we get to see it.

..........

The last of your works is displayed and I am happy to see that it all went very well. Everyone is clapping. Thunderous applause. Much deserved. You walk out onto the stage for an ovation.

That's when it happens.

Suddenly out of nowhere I see how happy you make me. Seeing you up there in your beautiful dress, I know I care for you. I never thought about us this way but now it comes to me in waves more organic than thought. This is meant to be. This is my moment of clarity right here. I know I like you. I might even already be crazy about you.

I am sure doubts and obstacles will creep in later on. Things will seem unachievable and I will probably have to give up on us ever being together.

But for now, this is me, realizing.