It was Tuesday
Cold and still damp from the rain that just stopped
There was a puddle on the ground
And so she had to hop out of her car
She wasn’t ready to get her feet wet
She pulled the heavy glass door
And saw him, sitting in the corner
Waiting for her at the busy coffee shop
She wasn’t there for the coffee or the scones
She was there for him
For the new company that awaited
The conversation to be had
She sat on the hard wooden chair
And he spoke
He asked her about moments
‘How do you know that you haven’t missed out on the opportunity of a lifetime’
Well the truth is she didn’t know
Do you ever?
Do you always?
How do you know if it is that special opportunity?
Was he supposed to come into her life to make her question things?
Was she to question things that she knew she wouldn’t find an answer for?
She didn’t know
She wondered…
And thought about it
If it really an opportunity that’s meant to be,
Well won’t it just be?
Both points were just as valid
How do you know?
Sometimes you get a gut feeling
But not always
Sometimes you just have to go with it
And hope for the best...
-Bionica
