Tonight I sat at a bar bathed in sunlight and absent-mindedly watched the barman prepare oysters. I finished a book called “All the light we cannot see”, a book I started in May 2017. A book that Liane advised me to read. This post isn’t about that book but if you get the chance, and are strong enough, it’s a stunning if heart-wrenching read.
As I sat here a couple next to me celebrated the lady’s birthday. I’d guess they are about 50 years old, maybe she’s a little younger. They’re happy, and are glowing with that relaxed holiday feeling, their evening stretched out ahead of them.
That was meant to be us - sitting at a bar on the far side of the world celebrating our love. Sharing moments. Painting new memories. Growing ever closer.
That was meant to be us.