“Cold” #lyricalfictionfriday #fiction

This was adapted for yesterday’s LyricalFictionFriday Challenge.

I sensed her presence long before I even saw her. When I looked up from my coffee, there she was standing across the street. How was it even possible to be so in tune with her?

Through the coffee shop window where we first met, I watched her stop and send a text. It would have been easy to get up and go outside to talk to her but I didn’t. My ass was glued to my chair.

“What’s wrong with you Tyler?”

Brian’s voice broke into my thoughts when he noticed my coffee cup stuck in mid-air. I pointed to where Delaney was standing. Brian’s mouth formed an “O” when he saw her.

“She’s back?”


I took a long sip of my black coffee. The more I looked at her, the more annoyed I became that she looked unfazed.

“Didn’t she tell you that she was back in town?”


We were silent for a minute.

“Was she supposed to let you know?”


“But you expected her to, right?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

We were silent again.

“Are you going to go talk to her?”


I’d let Delaney invade my thoughts and it was time to shake off the hold she had on me. Sometimes I wished I’d never met her. But the more I tried to erase her from my mind, the worse it got. She was a religion that I couldn’t shake.

Brian didn’t press the issue and we continued to observe her.

“How many times have you been in love Tyler?”

“Twice,” I said without thinking.

“Really? Twice?”

Delaney slipped her cell into her purse and we watched her walk away.

“Yeah, and both times it’s been with her.”

©2018 Marquessa Matthews. All Rights Reserved. Adapted from a 2016 piece.



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