I eat at the same restaurant every day for the past 2 years
I've heard people on their phones speaking about their passions and fears
I see a couple at table 3 that arrive every Saturday afternoon
Every time they leave I feel like they left too soon
I envy the way he puts his hand on her thigh
And how they look into each other's eyes
I wish I had their life
I bet I'd make the perfect wife
But instead I'm in this table for one
And keep writing because I'll never be done
It's 1:04
They're out the door
The next week comes by and its noon and then...
The perfect couple rolls up again!
At table 3 he pulls out her seat
And she elegantly places the napkin on her lap so neat
The server asks what they want to eat
They ask for a dessert and treat
She's the perfect woman that I wish to be
But I'm invisible and no one ever notices me
It's 12:55
They're up to leave and get close to me as they pass by
It's Saturday again and my hatred is growing stronger
It's 12:01 and I don't know if I can wait any longer
Than the golden couple comes in and sits at their usual table
And they look too perfect like their relationship is a fable
They begin to speak but I never heard what they said
I can feel the rush of my veins and my face gets red
It's 1:09
They're out after they drink their glass of wine
The next week approaches and I'm in the table I always sit
There's a storm and the electricity goes out so there's many candles lit
It's 12:04
The couple of the year is just outside the door
I see them arrive with all their coats wet
They enter the restaurant but the weather made them upset
She gets up to hang her soaked coat and I bump into her purposely
But when she turned around I realized she looked like me
It's 12:28
And they leave not finished with their plate
It's next week and it's 12:15
They aren't anywhere to be seen
It's 12:44
They haven't stepped in the door....
It's 1:02
I don't know what to do!
They are not here
Where is the couple of the year?!!!
It's 1:13
They still aren't anywhere to be seen
I ask the server where the couple is from table 3
"What couple?" He asks me
I shout, "The ones that come every Saturday morning!!!!"
And he insists that there is no couple with a warning
I see blood on my hands and my shirt
But I do not feel hurt
Whose blood could this be?
But I have something more important on my mind to worry
So I grabbed the phone and yelled at the server to dial them
But he pushed me out the door... and I realized I was in an asylum
The guard holds me down, a needle goes into my skin as I shout
And everything goes dark and I blackout...
I wake up, how long has it been?
I try and get up but the room starts to spin
The doctor comes in
He says I'm finally making progress with a grin
I ask him what I'm doing in this place
And the smile gets off his face
It's 11:17
I wish I could take back all the things I've seen...
I remember I was working on being a writer
But my dreams turned to ashes as if burned with a lighter
I worked hard and so did she
But she was always better than me...
It's 11:26
I tell the doctor there's nothing left to fix
I remember what I've done
I remember how my hatred won
It's 11:53
I killed my twin sister in the name of jealousy
She had everything that I wanted
And I had their blood in my hands so she haunted
She came into my head and made me remember like a loon
What had happened to her and her husband at table 3 that Saturday at noon
She showed me the restaurant where I committed my crime
And she made me pay with the price of counting every minute of time
She plays the different days of my feeling of hate
And she'll make me remember her fate
She replays the scenes like a movie in my head
And makes me go through them again and again......
It's noon!
The couple of the year walks in
They laugh at table 3 with a grin
He caresses her hair and kisses her cheek
And their love makes me feel disgustingly weak
They are everything I want to be
But I'm invisible because no one ever notices me
I feel my hatred for them growing inside
But it's 1:04 and they're already outside
The next week comes and today is the day
The perfect couple will have their last things to say
It's 12:04
I hear the tune in the restaurant but I am out by the door
I wait for the perfect couple as they step inside while I wait out with my knife
I go inside and I take their life
She screams I'm her twin and to please have a heart
But I can never be done with what I start
She whispers in my head that the memory is my punishment and there's nowhere I can hide
So she keeps replaying these memories in my mind...
It's noon......
Posted by u/vividvega