I had just moved in with my boyfriend. Things were going fine, even though things were moving far too quickly for my taste.
Truthfully I was still very hung up on my ex-boyfriend and even though I broke up with him and I didn’t really want to be with him anymore, I still missed and loved him.
I had just come home from work. I had managed to snag a parking spot close to the apartment. I was happy about that and as I turned to make sure I was parallel parking well his figure caught my eye.
My ex was standing on the street corner leaning against the stop sign staring at me. My heart immediately went into overdrive. My mind was running itself ragged.
Why was he there?
How did he even know where I lived?
What did he want?
I slowly, methodically got out of the car and started walking towards him. He cracked a smile but said nothing. My legs felt weak under me. But as I walked closer I was taken aback. Was this really him?
I got closer and closer and finally was about 3 feet away when I realized it wasn’t him at all. It was someone who looked identical to him, except for the fact that this young man was about 2″ taller, otherwise they could have been twins.
He didn’t say a word, but I felt recognition in his eyes and a softening that felt very familiar to me.
But it absolutely, most definitely wasn’t him. I didn’t know what to say or do. I stopped in my tracks and said “I’m sorry. I thought you were someone else.” Then abruptly turned and left.
He never said a word and I never turned back to see him. I got into the apartment and ran straight into the bathroom to shower and cried.
I still can’t explain it. It makes absolutely no sense to me. And if I didn’t have a slew of other random and crazy stories under my belt maybe I would try to take the time to rationalize this somehow. But life has thrown me some crazy curve balls and some events so wild that questioning them would leave me puzzled for centuries trying to decipher. So I just accept them as interesting events.
But yeah…. who really knows?
