The I Didn’t Notice You Chronicles

Hasn’t it ever happened to you?

You’re happily walking one day, hoping for something extraordinary to happen, say… a billion bucks lottery bill magically falling on your head on your way to the metro station; or rather bumping against the love of your life while rounding a school corner… anything to prove you fate exists and will bring good fortune to you.

So busy with your musings and wishes, with your daily stuff that it surprises you when fate does decide to shed its light on your life, and then, of course, you get smacked in the face by reality.

So caught up in dreaming you were that you don’t notice you have spinach in your teeth and you smell.

Sounds a little harsh, but it’s true. Well, it’s not; I’m just trying to justify my actions. I mean, I know school stuff keeps me busy, and that home life, being not so perfect but all around normal, also is a big part of my life. I don’t care much about peer pressure but my mates keep me in check, so I have to do the proper. Thus it really is not my fault I missed a couple of things on my way through life.

Forgive me, but do keep in mind it’s never late to act, change or try to make things right.

You must understand, I had always been hoping for something drastic to happen in my boring life; I appreciate routine but also change, and I was frankly getting bored with the dullness of the never varying view.

So, I didn’t bump into you, or run over you with my non existent car, or spilled my drink on you, or get assigned to work with you. It was a day as normal as every day, it was such a subtle coincidence that I thought you were just another face in the crowd. Of course, I'm not a psychic, so how was I to know you were special? I didn’t feel the instant rush of emotions or know straight out that you were the one.

I just… met you.

Don’t get me wrong, you seemed nice. But that was it.

I know I sounded like a romantic fool at the beginning and now like a down right nimrod, but I’m being honest.

I’m sorry I misunderstood you at first, and that I underestimated you. I’m sorry for setting my sights somewhere else and not paying attention to you. I’m just glad I didn’t realise this when it was too late.

It was then I noticed fate coming to me, kicking my ass and then running away, laughing at me like kids do when they make something mean like drop a candy wrap on the public park lawn that has a big sing that says: Keep the park clean.

Yeah, I’m the lawn here and the candy wrapper, or bomb was you.

No, I wasn’t trying to pull the cheeky line of you being an angel fallen from the sky on you; what do you think I am? I know I can be quite dumb; I don’t need to be reminded of it.

So, naturally, it’s never happened to you.

You were pretty focused, you knew what you wanted, but you made the mistake of liking someone like me, someone who can’t see the obvious even when it’s under their nose and smells strongly like grandma’s cakes. Which I love, by the way.

I’d love to ask you what made me so interesting to your eyes; you could’ve had anyone you wanted and yet you got closer to some boring human being like yours truly. I don’t have a dark past, or a dark soul waiting for saving, or dark thoughts running in my head. Nah, I’m just… me. Do you like me because of that? Because I’m me? You could use with some courses on how to get a better taste. For starters, how to get interested in smart people, because clearly I’m not one of those. I mean it only took me eons to see how great you really are.

That wasn’t by any means flattery.

Don’t look at me like that. Can’t one be serious for once? Oh, hush.

In real life it’s not like the movies, in where everything is perfectly entwined, in where one situation takes to the other one until the two leading characters find themselves madly in love with each other, in each others arms, and/or in bed together. I could only wish.

It’s just the way life makes you get to know someone so much, or want to that the only thing you do is think about them constantly. I had never given it much thought but now that it’s happened to me I can vouch for it.

There aren’t corny moments like in novels where the author wants you to bawl your eyes out and curse yourself for having such a boring love life.

Things just… happen. I saw you here and there, talked to you, joked with you, made you laugh, laughed with you, and somehow something about you started capturing my attention, I can’t exactly pin point what. Maybe it was your eyes, which didn’t exactly talk to me but did show some things; maybe it was your smile, or the way you were honest with me. I don’t know, maybe it was even my imagination.

One minute you were one more and the next you became my everything. And contrary to my preconceptions on the deal it took a lot of thinking to sort out the things in my head, and heart. Sorry for taking so long, it’s just that for some people these things are harder.

I’m hoping you don’t regret your decision or that you change your mind. If you don’t like the way I sip my drinks or me leaving the toothpaste lid open it’s not my fault; blame fate for sticking its tongue out and doing this to us. The thing is creepy as Hell, I tell you.

Really, I never thought things would be like this, so simple it seemed complicated back then, and now it just makes me laugh at the pair of fools we were. But I wouldn’t change a thing. Fine, maybe a couple of things… but not the over all outcome.

Guess what? I never found the winner lottery bill, but I found you, and for that I’m more than happy. I’m lucky. It just frustrates me that I didn’t notice you sooner.

I’d be delighted to know your opinion. Thanks for reading (if you got here, if not… then I guess that’s cool too).

Armith-Greenleaf