One year of searching

It just happened one day when I woke up and realised that I did not belong here. I left and little did I know that it would be the most unusual journey I had. I reached the city and managed to get a room after spending several days looking. It was not much, but it would do for now. A week after that I got a job waitressing in a restaurant. And there, I spoke to you for the first time, exactly a year and a half after I started. But I knew you even before that. You would come in once a week, always alone, got seated, then asked for Perrier, always Perrier. Even till now, each time I see a bottle of Perrier, it reminds me of you, and it makes me smile. I looked at you when I had the chance, sometimes I noticed you looking at me, but quickly looked away when I set my eyes on you. I never served you, till that day. My heart nearly jumped out when I saw you. Maybe your heart does know who is the right one for you. You asked for your usual, then you ordered your dinner. Your voice, so deep, so soothing. You never understand how a voice can drugged you till you experience it yourself. When you were done with dinner, I asked whether you would like to have some desserts. You said yes if you get to share it with me. I laughed, thinking what a sweet talker you were, and how you would definitely break my heart. Indeed, it did not turn out exactly that. But you were serious about dessert, and I told you that I would get off work in 2 hours. You said ok, paid for your dinner and left. I thought that was it till I left the restaurant 2 hours later and I saw you. We started talking and you walked me home. Something special emerged after that day. We did not have dessert that day but we did the day after that, and the day after that, and the day after that... You own a bakery, 3 blocks from my place. It turned out that you were the one who saw me first and that was how you knew where I worked.... to be continued ...