Ali.

i looked up just in time to see Ali walking towards the door. i had been secretly watching her out of the corner of my eye, just being casual, not drawing too much attention, other than the fact that i was chewing on my tie, but that's natural when a guy with too much time on his hands spots a lovely lady across the restaurant. as she approached the door, the sun reflecting off of the cars parked along the curb etched her shadow into the ground with so much depth that i almost lost myself in it. i had to squint in order to make out the hourglass shape she left burned into the concrete floor.

i would never see her again. she would never know about the moment i shared with her, and i'm sure if she did, the weirdness in it would turn to creepiness and i would automatically be dismissed as a potential mate.

don't go near that boy, he's an "undesirable". weird and slightly off, damaged goods, bad fruit, mal carne and deeply devoted to nothingness.

moments later it began to rain. i drank the rest of my beer and stepped outside into the storm and let it engulf me.