As she walked into sight from across her hostel's gate, his face beamed with excitement, standing across the road. As she came closer, he noticed she wasn't even looking at him and her head was bent down. Nevertheless, as soon as she came within reach, he grabbed her and hugged her as tight as he could and whispered into her ear, "Its time to reveal the surprise I have been holding out on, Are you ready for it!??"
Suddenly he felt her arms loose their grip around him and she barely managed to get the words to his ear, "Before you surprise me, I have something to tell you that I have been meaning to say for quite some time but just couldn't!!"
He had always been good at sensing whatever was forthcoming. He feared the worst yet he wanted to somehow either delay that or even turn it around with his reveal. " Can't it wait just a tiny bit more, honey!? I am really really excited to tell you this. Please just let me finish and then your turn, what say!?" he sorta pleaded.
He also knew she would have her way with him, she always had, he could never say no to her, he had totally surrendered himself to her and would do anything she asked or wanted.
"Nope, lemme go first, its really imperative I say it first!" she said in a stern voice.
He withdrew his arms from around her, all his energy and excitement were gone, somehow he knew he was not gonna get a chance to deliver his surprise....
She said it all. He was right about all of it. He just stood there listening as she delivered the words that he never wanted to hear, that he had a few times dreamt of coming from her but she had always dispelled those nightmares in the past with her gestures. Today though, she said it all and left, left him standing right there, frozen in his tracks. She never even got to see his surprise. The needles now stung his arm where they had pierced him thousands of times the previous day, setting her name in ink. Yesterday he had smiled at the sensation, today it felt like all of that pain came gushing back all at once, and not just to his tattooed arm, but to all parts of his body. The ring now lay in its box in his jacket pocket, never coming out in the open ever again. His bruised knee hurt as well now, after all, he had been practising for this moment for as long as he could remember. The phone in his pocket kept buzzing non stop with voicemails and texts all saying the same, " How did it go!?" , something he was never gonna be able to reply to!
He had probably waited just a little bit longer than he should have and in a moment, it was all gone.
Thus a lover's journey ended and a writer's story began!!
