Easter weekend. Lots of places were closed and I needed to fill up.

As I pulled into the gas station, you were walking over to the pump across from your car. I didn't think much of it and pulled next to a pump.

Jumped out of my car and popped open the gas cap, then turned my attention towards the pump.

You said something to me. I didn't hear you. You asked if my pump was working. Like an idiot I held my hand up to my ear to gesture that I didn't hear you. You repeated yourself. "One sec, I'll check" I said back. It wasn't working.

"Did it work?"

"No"

"I don't know what's going on"

"I'm going to go ask" I said.

I walked into the station to ask. 20 minute wait. Great.

You popped halfway in through the door, hanging off of it. I don't think you realized how adorable that was. Your look of disappointment was the same as mine when I had heard the news.

You said you were going to try to find somewhere else to fill up.

I asked if you knew of any gas stations nearby. You said there was one by your place at x and y intersection. I said I live at w and z. You said that's only 5 minutes away from me. Honestly at that time of night it was probably less. Like an idiot (yes, there's a theme here of my idiocy) I said, I don't know what I'm going to do. You said "good luck to you!" and we went our separate ways.

I waited for ten minutes at the station. Then decided to cut my losses and take off to find another. I contemplated going to the station that I knew you were going to, but I'd wasted enough time. You would've already been gone with a ten minute head start.

I thought about it all week long. Tonight I went back to the same station where we spoke. I went a little earlier than the last time we were there. I think I saw your car pulling out of the station as I was pulling in. Unfortunately it was packed. Maybe you saw my car as you left. Who knows.

I've definitely learned a lesson. But I hope we run into each other again. At this point I'll leave it to chance. If I do get that chance though, I won't fuck it up.