Today I saw a couple at the mall that reminded me of S and I. She was a petite asian girl, and he was a tall brown guy. At first I wasn't sure if they were a couple, because that combination is pretty unusual still. Maybe they were just friends...
And then she stood up... and she was pregnant. And then I saw the ring on his finger. And I saw the way that he took care of her, basically holding her purse and asking questions for her.
I couldn't help but stare.
That could've been me and S if things had worked out.
Well I guess they weren't exactly like me and S. She seemed more prissy than me (I can ask questions for myself, thank you very much), and he wasn't wearing a metal bracelet, which would mean he was Sikh if he was. He was also wearing an Ed Hardy shirt, which I equate with douche-bag-ness. S didn't own any Ed Hardy shirts... though I guess now that I think about it, maybe he should. Ha. 2:19 AM