SOME DAYS
Sunday, April 28, 2013
The sun peeked through the window sills and touched her skin softly. She opened her eyes bit by bit, and reached out for the clock near her bed and jumped out of bed when she realised it was already eight in the morning. She quickly slipped in her bedroom slippers, did her up in a bun and went to the table and did the coffee. As she was sipping the coffee, she sat on the sofa reading the newspaper and her phoned beeped.
"Don't forget our date today. I'll wait for you at 4pm at the cafe we first met."
She smiled and hummed a happy tune while she walked to the shower. She washed her hair and they smell of strawberries. She dabbed a powder on her face, put on some lipstick and mascara and but on her boots and sprayed a slight perfume before heading out with a book in her hand and greeting and smiling to the neighbours.
"Heading off to work so early ?"
"Aahh no. I was just dropping by at the grocers before heading off to work."
"Have a good day. You seemed in a good mood."
"I always am. When I wasn't ? You have a good day too!"
When she reached the cafe, he was already there and he lift up his hand so she could see him and he gestured her to sit here. He pulled out the chair for her to sit. Still a gentleman she thought and she smiled to herself.
"What would you like to order miss ?"
"A cup of flat white will do. Thank you."
"And you sir ?"
"I'll take the same one as her."
He looked at her while she was busy scribbling in her notebook. Still the same girl that he felt in love two years ago, he still remember how they first met. He was running late and she was running late too and he bumped into her in front of the cafe where they first met. Her hair was in a bun, she got a pencil tucked in her ear and wore glasses which he felt were to big for her face.
"Oh, I am so sorry. I did not mean to bump into you. Oh God why am I so clumsy?" she said as she picked up his fallen paper and his suitcase.
"It is okay. I should be careful too. No worries." he said as he picked up her book for her.
When they stood up and locked their eyes for the first time, they both were lost for words and for that instant he felt time stood still when he looked at her.
"Hi, I'm MacArthur. You can just call me Arthur." and he held a hand out.
"Hi. Arthur. I'm Samantha." she shook his hand.
"Can I buy you a drink some time to make it up for today?" and he reached for his name card in his pockets.
"Noooooooooooo. I mean, it was partially my fault too for not looking on where I was going. So maybe I should treat you."
"Nah. This time let's make it mine." He smiled at her.
He jumped back into reality when he feel her hand on his.
"What were you thinking Arthur ? You looked so engrossed. Is it regarding work ? Something happened ?"
"I have something to tell you, Samantha."
"Go on."
"I think it is time for us to go our seperate ways."
Her heart stopped. She dropped her pen and stared at him.
"I'm sorry, Samantha. This is why I asked you out today despite knowing that from now on things will never be the same again for us. I'm sorry Samantha but I do not want to prolong it any longer."
The tears brimmed in her eyes and she bit her lip so that her tears won't spill and she looked up at him and asked why.
He held her hand tight and kiss it.
"I know this all seemed to fast for you but I think this is the best for us. I don't think that I'm perfect for you or I am compatible for you. You and me, we were like from two different worlds. You have everything and I don't. I'm scared, really scared that we won't work out in the end. I'm afraid I won't be able to give you what you dreamed and desire for. I know this all sounds crazy for now but this is reality. We can't always get what we want in life. I love you Samantha and I want you to be happy."
With tears in her eyes she muttered why now ? why after two years ? why not way back then when we first met.
3:15 PM