MC the FURT

Soft sunlight filtered in through the gaps in the blinds. We ordered a carbonated drink, even though we don't usually drink it. As the ice melted, the carbonated drink became diluted and turned into just plain sweet, flat water. We somehow related to ourselves as we searched for words to fill in the gaps. Time passed, and through the gaps in the blinds, I secretly watched the person I loved walk across the parking lot toward her white minicar. After a while, the car pulled out, and I watched it disappear from sight. With an indescribable sense of emptiness in my heart, I downed my completely flat carbonated drink. "Coke tastes watery." Thinking such a silly thing, I held back my tears. I left the bar and stared out the window with the blinds down.
Table one hundred thirty-two. Where we had been sitting. The seats are empty now. But we were definitely talking in that place. I was talking to the person I love in that place.