Love isn't always between a man and a woman.
Contrary to what my mother and my entire religion believes, I believe that anyone who truly loves one another should have the right to secure their love and get married.
Unfortunately, I could never share that with anyone. Anyone but my one and true love Emani. I was never one to believe in love at first sight but when I saw her, I couldn't help but wonder if I could love her. I prayed to god for forgiveness for my "repulsive thoughts" but I couldn't help how I felt.
Before I met her, while I walked to work, I could see her walking on the other side of the busy New York streets, towards the cafe I worked at. I always tried to sneak a peek at her as I was walking, nearly walking into a pole on a previous occasion. She always had a modest outfit on and today she wore a buttoned-up simple white shirt wrinkled in most places with black loose pants and excersise sneakers. But it wasn't what she wore that made her stand out to me. It was her raven black hair that was always hanging loose from her head, no matter what she wore. It was the amazing colour of her hair that made her skin look so pale and beautiful. Her pink lips that stood out against her skin and long, dark eyelashes that surronded her bright green eyes that had a twinkle to them that made it seem she always had a secret.
She always ordered the same thing everyday, a black coffee with a glazed donut. I would try to give her two donuts, only when no one was looking and she would smile a smile that was hard to forget and her white teeth would shine despite the amount of coffee she drinks.
She would sit down on the couch behind the glass table, reach into a big, old bag and pull out an even older computer. And as she sat started typing, she would develop a small furrow in the middle of her eyebrows as she concentrated on what was on the screen.
I was in love with a woman.
I decided to make a first move and as she ordered the usual I told her my name. She smiled and laughed softly. "I know."
She must have seen how confused I was and giggled, pointing to the name tag reading Celeste in bold letters.
I felt my cheeks warm up and she put her hand above mine, and using her other hand put a slip of paper in the tip drawer and with one last smile, walked out of the cafe, leaving me shocked. I pulled it out and read it.
445-2312
Emani
I noticed you too.
And that's how I know I found my soul mate.
