The Owner

Coincidence helped us find each other. Both of us, stuck in a trendy bar we'd never individually choose, but there because of friends, in a city far from home. We'd each found a space at the bar and as soon as we made eye contact the connection was instant. In that little corner of the world, away from our daily lives, we were perfect for each other. He was strong and silent, powerful and compassionate. We'd often float the word soulmate into our conversations. Getting to know each other was a blast --- not sure I've ever been as silly with someone as I was with him; I can promise he's never that silly. His fairytale offer was so incredible that I didn't take it... I think I was afraid of what might've happened. By saying no to him, I thought I was protecting what I had with the one I thought I loved. I wished I'd realized it could've been the best thing that ever happened to me. We knew I'd fit into his life perfectly, that'd we'd become as picture-perfect as you could get. But we were both afraid to take the leap. Our connection was incredibly strong, but not strong enough that I'd say goodbye to someone else or he would take the leap and ask me to. Instead, we just let it slip away. I think the coincidence scared me away ... after all, he knew him ... and it was just all too surreal, they'd had meetings together. Our world was just too small. We both knew I fit into his part of the world better than the one I was in, but I just couldn't do it. I couldn't say goodbye in hopes of a fairytale ending.