todays scene

I walk into the restaurant like I belong there. soft noise, low lights, people pretending not to look at each other.

I don’t see him at first. but I feel it.. that shift. like something just noticed me.

he’s at a table. not alone. laughter, glasses, someone across from him talking too much.

I don’t stare. I never do. but I know.

and somehow… we end up in the same place anyway. the restroom. quiet. almost too quiet.

we both know this isn’t where we’re supposed to be. not like this. not away from everything else.

no one says anything. but it’s loud anyway.

the kind of silence that presses in… like if either of us moves too quickly, it breaks.

so we don’t.

just a look.

soft breath.

a moment that shouldn’t exist…

but does.

like the world stepped out for a second.

what am I doing here?