It was too much

Finally I hugged her and said, so very softly in her ear and pressing her firmly to my body: “I’ll have 300 grams of Prague caramel ham please”.

I let her go, just brushing my lips to her cheek, caressing her back with my eager hands. She looked at me in disbelief with those beautiful eyes, her body trembled with excitement as she took a few steps back and slowly started slicing the ham. She wrapped it and gave it to me, and I just walked away, knowing that if I turned around she could not bear it, or maybe because I was too much for me.

I’ve seen her once or twice since then, but we had our moment, our true connection, an instant that would defy time and memory, and it was gone. I can’t blame her for running away every time I shop for groceries, what we shared was too deep, I myself get goose bumps just writing about it. That was the last time I had love in my life.