i dressed well. khakis, a button down shirt, and some nice oxfords. i requested a table outside so that i could watch people walk by while i wait. a girl sits down across from me. shes around 5'6", mid 20's, shoulder length dark hair, and dimples that only show when she smiles. i ask her about herself. she tells me her dreams, goals, and aspirations. her bubbly personality and positive outlook leaves me in awe. she is confident, bold, unwaveringly proud to be herself, and upon realizing this i recognize that we are not meant to be. she asks me about myself. i falter. i tell her i collect pez dispensers. she gives me the look that a dog might when it knows you didnt actually throw the toy and are just hiding it behind your back. the conversation carries on. we finish eating and go for a stroll in a park nearby. she grabs my hand to hold it. my sweaty palms caressing hers. she smiles up at me and i manage a smile back. my facade was melting. the moon was out and all that could be heard were the footsteps of she and i walking in unison. we reached her car. she kissed me on the cheek. i open her car door and wish her safe travels. that night i masturbate while reminiscing about the warmth and tenderness that we embraced. ill never call her back.