The weekend was one important event for me. I met my classmates in high school. For some of us, it was a first time for the last 35 years. What really colored the affair, was not so much the attendance of an old flame, because I've gotten over her long time ago. This particular girl arrived and didn't recognize me (who would expect after a long time that she could instantly recognize me). I knew she might attend because she was contacted. Someone close to her told me when she was not around that had a crush on me way back then. What my classmates didn't know was that she was one of the few interesting girls in high school. At least for me. So reserved, so dainty.
This was not really new to me since somebody told me the same way back in high school. But I didn't press on because she already had a boyfriend from among my classmates. Still she is someone interesting.
The problem is somehow when a classmate told me last weekend, the thought seemed to linger with me. Feelings and all. At my age, I didn't expect to react that way. Some sort of a deja vu.
If we only had a chance to talk alone, I might have gotten over these feelings that have been aroused. It may not be that romantic anymore, but at least some of the issue might have been resolved.
Maybe we could get to talk one of these days. Maybe I'll tell her how I felt way back then.
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