It was a snowy, cold day in the city. I was feeling glum, a little down. So I headed to my favorite bakery, The Pretty Butterfly, to pick up a warm chocolate cupcake with triangle sprinkles.
HB...owner of The Pretty Butterfly Bakery.
Love in the shape of a chocolate plastic cupcake with triangle sprinkles.
As I walked in the door, my eyes were instantly drawn to him. He was lounging at a table with those amazing blue eyes, eyes that locked on mine instantly and found their way into my soul. Blue eyes, happy eyes, warm eyes. I was lost. I stumbled, I was awkward, I couldn't find any words. And then he smiled and I was found.
"Do you come here often?" I asked.
"Sorry, I'm with someone," he replied and for the first time I noticed "her" sitting across the table from him. She had long dark hair and was wearing exotic silk. She was tiny and petite and eating chocolate cupcakes and drinking hot chocolate with MY pair of blue, happy eyes.
I felt defeated. I felt cheated. I watched him toss his head back and laugh at something she said.
I was frozen. My heart momentarily died and then was relit by a surge of passion and longing that had been dormant in the winter of my heart for too long. "He is mine," I shouted with all the energy of my soul. I turned over the table and grabbed her long black ponytail. She wasn't a match for me. I was taller, stronger, and lift weights at the rec center twice a week. She crumbled under my touch and begged for mercy. He raised his eyebrows and asked what I was doing later. It was over before it really began. And those warm, blue, happy eyes and I left out into the glorious winter day together. Suddenly, it wasn't so cold...except for the crumbled doll I left on the floor behind.
But hey, all is fair in love and war.
And we all lived happily ever after on a slow Saturday morning.
The End.
