Seeing "The One"

I finished work on a Sunday afternoon at 5.00pm as usual. I was driving to meet my girlfriends at a hip and happening bar when I saw him.

Yes, him. "the one"

'His' Porsche was parked outside the church, of course I recognise the car, the number plate is tattooed in my memory, as it was mine once My heart sunk and my stomach jumped to my throat.

What do I do! I drive past the car as people are pouring out of the church turn the next left and go around the block! YES! I go past again!

I saw Dom walking down to the car, I know if he saw the audi, he would know its me. So, I continue down the street a little more and do a U-turn! I drive past again! I was possessed! What was I doing? I had no control. I turn right at the lights next to the church, he had other people getting into the car - I didn't know them?

Not only did I turn next to the church I do another U-turn! This one I will justify, I needed to go back in that direction.

He had driven up the road, I didn't follow. I did have to go up the street. At the lights (thankfully a 4 lane road) I turned left and he turned right.

Driving and shaking up the road to meet my friends. Unbelievable, the emotions this guy brings out of me.

He was "the one"