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Damn, what a match we were...

I saw him last tuesday, at 12pm at the cinema. I had a phone conversation with him a few months back, when i worked at the film fest. He was charming as always and i was afraid as i've always been around him. It's my nature.

Anyway, i saw him at the cinema complex. He was on-time like he's used to really. I was weird the first hour, because i knew the situation we were in this time. I was the other one, the one who he is not commited to. I really felt like i was doing something wrong, because i was, and it killed my senses. I wanted to tell him so many things that i'd been thinking about for the past months, the past year and nothing came out naturally, like i would have wanted.

But we bought tickets to the movies and we saw Match Point, haha, believe it or not, the perfect movie for the perfect cheater date. We sat at the film theather and it went all to hell. The theather were alone and we were the only people there. After 10 minutes that the movie started, a really old sir came in the theather and sat like 5 rows in front of us. He began to snore really really loud after 20 minutes of the film, haha, that was really funny. Anyway, he began to touch my knee and i moved. He tried to near his knee next to mine and i moved. I couldn't resist no more when he searched for my hand and grabed it.

It was bizarre, because i knew we were really different in many ways. But we always end up doing what kept us together those years. We were nice to each other in moments we needed too. And in that moment, we needed that.

We talked a bit, just a bit, about unimportant matters. We said goodbye like we always do. And then he kissed me. In front of everyone, in the afternoon. And i took that kiss back. Without guilt or regret or caring about other people's opinion. I'm kinda proud of myself for that.