ol' sweet love

I'm sitting a couple tables away from an elderly couple sharing lunch,
enjoying each others comfortable silence and company.

And I'm left wondering, 'Is it possible for a person like me to end up with someone who would look at me like that, even years after we've aged and wrinkled up?' 

Love-struck glances and smiles that lit up their entire faces; is it wrong for me to be completely jealous of something that probably took years to build?

Instantaneous romances can't hold a flame to the love that takes decades to create, molding both people into perfect halves for each other, and suddenly I regret ever thinking I could have something like that from someone that couldn't give me ten minutes of their attention.

The man leans over the table a little ways, a goofy grin on his face.
The wife meets him halfway for a chaste, sweet kiss.

And I'm stuck between 'Gross' and 'Maybe one day I'll be blessed with someone to make teenagers like me uncomfortable like that.'

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