“You’re sitting at a café when a stranger approaches you. This person asks what your name is, and, for some reason, you reply. The stranger nods, “I’ve been looking for you.” What happens next? (Thanks for this intriguing prompt idea, Jazzy4God&grace!)” – Daily Prompt
“I’ve been looking for you.” He said.
She placed her mug on top of the coffee table. “I haven’t gone anywhere. It is you I’ve been looking for.” Tears brimmed around her eyes.
He looked straight ahead, no pain or sweetness inside his body. He could drill the walls with his steady stare at it. His once bright blue eyes were lost and empty; a stranger looking for an old face. His hands were clasped on the table. “I’ve been looking for you.” He repeated with his edged voice.
Tears began to flow out of her eyes.