Miscommunication

He sat out side a chain restaurant, cigarettes covered the ground. He waited for this girl he met online to show up. She was across town waiting for him at the same name chain restaurant, drinking wine at table near the window. It got late, she was holding back tears, and he was smoking his seventh cigerette. The restaurant closed at midnight. She went home, he went home. They both got on to the computer and with out a single message they both deleted each other from their messenger. He started to drink, and she cried herself to sleep.