The holding hands

My life has been busy and the life of one of my good friend as well. She took into dancing and now the time gets a bit tight to see each other.

So, last Sunday we met in a Pizzaria in Kentish Town and we were there getting connected, looking into each other eyes, holding each other hands, feeling the warmth of our hands when out of nowhere comes a second waiter, who was not serving us in the first place, and without any sensitivity to the moment jumps in and ask: 'Are you ready for the order?'.



The spell was broken. We did not know if we got annoyed with the waiter or if we forgave him for such insesitivity.



Had he never holded hands with someone and wanted that moment to be forever? And hey, I am not even talking about a lover, because my friend and I have nothing sexually involved. She's my friend and we like to express our love with touch. Maybe that is why we are more sensitive to the moment.