Her feet were dangling over the side of the bridge, tapping the sturdy bricks to a tune only she could hear. An intricate braid hung down her back, strands of black interwoven with lilac. She wore a lavender dress with lacy hems that flowed to her knees and accentuated the color in her hair.
She was a violet vision and I couldn’t look away.
All at once, I saw our future bloom in my mind. Her giggling over Saturday morning pancakes as I dab maple syrup on her nose. Love notes tucked in her lunch to surprise her during work. Maybe she was a beloved teacher at a nearby elementary school. Or maybe she was a professional artist who kept her personal life quiet.
I made the decision to introduce myself right before I watched her stand up and step off the bridge, breaking the surface of the water, purple colliding with blue.
It would be her serene face framed by lilac bangs that appeared in my dreams for years after. If I only decided to introduce myself a second earlier, could I have saved my almost lover?
© Jade M. Wong 2016
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