You'd be surprised
I'm at a gay bar, I have no other choice, no where to go. Something new, I need that right now, I need him right now but he no longer needs me, no longer wants me and no longer loves me anymore. When did he slip through my fingers?
I'm in the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror, I look at my face, and I look at the desperation, eagerness. What happened to me?
He tried so hard to get me and once I give in to the game, it's all over. He looks for some other girl, younger, prettier, harder to get than I am, I sigh in disappointment. I expected more of myself.
A stunning woman walks in and I focus my gaze on her, staring at her through the mirrors reflection, her eyes remain on mine as she continues walking towards the cubicle.
This is it I say to myself, I turn around and push the door open before she even had the chance to close it. She smiles at me, her brown eyes brighten and the green around the rims of her pupils burst with colour, I smile back and lock the cubicle door behind me.
I hold her hands pulling her closer to me, bringing our bodies closer to each other, she wraps her arms around me and holds me tightly, sniggering to herself. She moves her petite hand down my spine and I shiver at her touch. I don't know her name or who she is, but it didn't matter as far as I was concerned. He cheated on me, he betrayed me. Now, it's my turn to have some fun. I place my hands on either side of her beautiful face, pulling it closer towards my lips and I kiss her softly, her arms perfectly fit onto my waist she pulls me closer each time our tongues touch. My hand brushes through her light silky brown hair, I grip her neck, kissing her harder. I part my lips from hers but she's still eager for more and continues by kissing my neck repeatedly.
"So what's your name?" I thought I should at least make some conversation between one being to another. She didn't reply she remains kissing at my neck, then my cheek then back to my lips; she grips my neck hard, enough to dig her nails into my skin. I pull down the toilet seat and sit down on it, I grab her arm and pull it insensitively. She sits on top of me with her legs wrapped around my body tightly, I look up at her and she reminds me of a younger version of myself, so desperate, so naïve. She unzips my jacket; carefully she removes it and throws it away.
"Hey that's my favou-" She shuts me up by kissing me quickly, she looks at me and I smile at her, she smiles back and comforts me by caressing my bare arms, she laughs again.
"What is sofunny?" I demand to know why she kept sniggering, I realize that I wasn't looking my best but I'm sure that wasn't it. She looks at me with her beady brown innocent eyes, places her tender hand on my cheek and proudly says:
"Je vous aime."