Don't keep me waiting

The First

gh my veins. It had been weeks since we first connected online, and tonight marked the moment we were finally going

ic. It provided the perfect backdrop for this momentous occasion. I'd arrived a bit early, wanting to choose the best s

l unread. Part of me hoped for a text message, perhaps indicating that you were on your way or already here

lukewarm coffee, its bitterness barely registering on my taste buds. A swirl of emot

e door, my eyes darting toward it every time it swung open, my heart racing in anticipation of your

e the course of our lives. The clock ticked on, but my thoughts lingered on you, wondering what our f