"Walk with me?"
"Okay" I said falling into step with him.
"Do you remember when I first asked you out?" he asked me
"Yes" I said "It was snowing just like it is now." Then I sang softly "Kiss me it's beginning to snow." And Mark kissed me. I was so flustered that I made a joke.
"So what are we now, Roger and Mimi kissing in the snow? How cliché." I laughed nervously and Mark kissed me again.
"Mark" I stopped him, moving back. "you know we can't do this."
"I know" he said. "I just wanted to see something." Then he turned and walked back toward the loft. For awhile I just stood in the middle of the street. Then I really began to cry.
Did I still love Mark? I thought I was really over him. But if just one of his kisses could make my knees weak then apparently not.