Lisa's Song
Lisa, I met on my first stop to Dubai, UAE; though she said that she was originally from Taiwan; incredibly attractive, fun and for some reason, more reserved, though reasons I had not asked, but was even more assured that it was much more complicated than she cared to reveal at that particular moment. I asked her to marry me and I could feel her mind, heart and soul, trying and trying not to put it all together, yet she met my proposal with a bold attempt of saying 'when', though to a conversation that, because of those reasons surreptitiously, though I'm sure, piously hidden, wasn't brought up again, even after several times of seeing her, even at her request. For the next that time I saw her, we had coincidentally met at a small café, where we were the only two sitting there; a waitress stood close by and catered to our order, while a bartender stood just as close making sure that whatever we desired was hurriedly tended to; soft music in the background, in a softly lit room that created a romantic aura for the event of two people meeting for a second time after having shared a wonderful previous evening.
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