Worlds Apart Pt IX

Four weeks, two days and three hours had gone by since they had shared a kiss, not that she was counting. Her friends and colleagues were concerned about her. She seemed distant and wasn't her normal bubbly self. She was starting to get fed up with people asking if she was OK. She wanted to scream 'No I'm not OK actually'. She had tried to forget him but if she was honest with herself, she hadn't tried very hard. She knew that she was in love with this man, Graham. She recognised that in the cold light of day it was ridiculous. She hardly knew him but she felt she knew enough. She adored him and relived that kiss over and over again. She had memorised some of the things he had said to her and the words swam around her head distracting her from almost everything she did. She had no way of contacting him. She knew which company he worked for but she had enough sense not to go searching him out there though it took a great deal of self discipline. She knew he was married and as much as she wanted him she didn't want to cause problems for him. She had to face up to hard facts. She wasn't going to see him again. It was over before it had begun but still she felt a terrible sense of loss. She was grieving not for the loss of a love that had never been but for the loss of what might have been.