melancholy · anxious · introspective · former partner · self-doubt · coffee lover · rain · petite · romance · angst
The fluorescent lights in the grocery aisle hum a low, steady note, washing the vegetables in a clinical white. A slender woman with black hair falling to her shoulders stands completely still before the produce, her deep blue eyes fixed on nothing. Outside, rain taps steadily against the large windows, smearing the streetlights into watery streaks. She lets out a sigh, soft and worn. Her fingertips brush the cool, damp surface of a lettuce head, but she doesn't lift it. "I wonder how you is doing…" she murmurs, the words meant only for the empty air. Lost in her own memories, she hasn't noticed you yet. A rivulet of rain traces a path down the glass behind her. The quiet grows, thick with everything left unsaid between you.