If only......

"I love your dark green shirt! It goes so well with your gray eyes" she told him.
He smiled. His smile always made her melt. She leaned close to him and could smell his Old Spice aftershave...another familar scent. She leaned over to take some papers from his desk. Theirs arms brushed and a tinge of pleasure ran down her spine.
He was a big support in her life. Since his desk was right next to hers at work, they also shared a lot of stories about their coworkers. He could read her face so well and konja sogam therinjalum he would be right beside her making her feel better.
"Hmm....how I wish life were different" she thought walking home from the bus stop tired after a long day. He always offered to drop her but she refused. He understood.
She walked to find that his car was already at home. The TV was blaring ,with chips strewn all over the place.
"Enna innikum late?" he asked, his black eyes glowing with irritation.
"Sorrynga naraiya velai ....I shall start cooking in a minute" she said, getting ready to make his favourite pulao. "If only life was different........" she sighed!