The Accidental Run-in

Ran into an old friend tonight. The kind of "friend" that didn't quite make it to "boyfriend" status but couldn't be put in the "just friends" status either. Kind of a limbo "almost boyfriend"??? Sigh, he was also the kind of "old friend" that used to give me butterflies in the pit of my stomach each time I saw him -like tonight. Butterflies still fluttering
-no matter that I haven't seen him in almost two years. Too bad I had just left the gym, was drenched in sweat and looked a mess! Ugh! I hate when that happens!!! I needed a few things from the store so I made an impromtu stop on my way home and literally ran into him at the entrance. He was walking out and I was sprinting my way in and that's when I collided into him. "I'm sorry!!!" I sputtered as I bent down to pick up my purse that I had dropped in the collision. He bent down at the same time and that's when we got a look at each other. "Yvonne!" ---"Gustabo!" (from now on all of my male "characters" will be named "Gustabo" to protect the innocent and the not so innocent
-hehehe) Immediately my heart started pounding. Not in the "OMG I'm having a heart attack kind of way, but in the "OMG, OMG, OMG!" kind of way. And there we stood, at the entrance of the local Walgreens. We moved out of the way and off to the side of the store. We proceeded to talk for about an hour! We reminisced, asked how each of our familes were doing, asked how our significant others were doing.

Him: "What? You're not dating anyone?"
Me: "No, no I'm not."
Him: "Why not? I thought you would be married by now!"
Me in my head thinking: "Really? Why is that???
Me: "Ha, no, I'm just you know, enjoying life."
Me in my head: "Enjoying life? Really? That's the best you could do???

This pleasant exchange goes on for a while longer. He tells me I look great (ever the polite Gustabo!) and we should definitely keep in touch. He goes in for the "hug" but I warn him that I'm well, sweaty, exlain my visit to the gym, etc. He tells me to quit being silly and give him a hug. Which I do. Immediately I remember why I used to love hugging him so much. It's because he gave GREAT hugs! Not the half-ass hugs that more than a few Gustabos I know give. No, this Gustabo gave full body, hold on for dear life hugs. The kind of hug that lingered with you for days.
And just like that, he walked to his car and I walked into the store.

Shopping was blur after that.

Contrary to what some of you may be thinking, no we will not keep in touch. There was a reason why we said "goodbye" so long ago and those reasons haven't changed. But it was nice to see him -messed up hair and all.