Lift to love

He held the door open

As I skittered down the hall

He said I looked nice

As I smoothed down my hair

 

“Where are you heading?

He asked “Out and about?”

“Just to a date” I replied

Worry in my voice

 

“Why the concern?”

It’s blind, I’ve been set up”

He smirks as the lift stops

“Have fun, good luck”

 

Sat in the restaurant

Awaiting my date

Thinking about the lift guy

“I’ll never him again”

 

I waited and waited

I was early I guess

But it’s nerve racking

Just another drink

 

Out of the corner of my eye

I saw him �" my date

Dressed up in a suit

Looking right at me

 

He smiled and so did I

Just a coincidence

But I’m glad

He comes over

 

“So you’re my blind date?”

He asks standing straight

“I guess so”

I smile, he sits

 

We spent the evening laughing

Giggling over it all

Learn about each other

It was a good call

 

Three years on we’re married

On our honey moon

Stood on the balcony

Hand in hand

 

“If we hadn’t have met in that life

Would we be here?”

I whispered

Looking into the night

 

“I hope so

Because if not

I’d spend the rest my life

Only taking the stairs”

Author's Note

Please help me with the title.. I don't like it... but I can't think of anything else