It was
the first cold day of that autumn. All the trees were turning red –
it was beautiful. Cold wind was blowing fallen leafs around. The sky
was dark grey. You could smell the upcoming rain. On that very day I
met the love of my life.
I was walking home from work. It was getting dark. The streetlamps
were slowly switching on, one by one. I took a sip of my
pumpkin-spiced latte. Wind was blowing and it made my cheeks turn
red. I tightened my scarf. It was so silent.
I couldn't see a young man walking towards me until I almost hit
him with my latte.
“Oh I'm so sorry sir, I couldn't see you there. I was looking at
the trees. It's so beautiful, isn't it?”
The man looked at me with a grin on his face. He nodded slowly and
looked at me in a way nobody had ever looked at me before.
“It is indeed beautiful. Maybe not as beautiful as those hazel eyes
of yours”.
I blushed. Was he flirting with me? I took a sip of my coffee and
opened my mouth to say something, but I soon closed it again when I
realized I had no idea what to say. I laughed awkwardly.
“So you live around this area?” the man asked. I told him I lived
about two blocks away. He offered to walk with me, and as entranced
of his charm as I was, I let him walk with me. We talked about the
weather and he told me about his dog, Moriarty, who just loves
playing with the leafs.
When we came to my house, I looked into his green eyes and
wondered, whether he would be the type of man I could date with.
“So this is it”, I said, “This is my house. It was very sweet
of you to walk me home. Thank you for that”. The man looked at me
with his kind eyes and gentle smile.
“It was my pleasure”, he replied with that cute little grin of
his. I took a step towards the door. I hesitated of a moment before
asking him if he wanted to go out sometime.
“I would love to”, he said. A big smile on my face I turned
around and unlocked the door. I wished good night to him before going
in. But it was then when I realized I didn't even know his name.
“Oh wait!” I shouted, “What's your name?”
He smiled and replied: “Lets keep that a secret”. I was a little
confused, but decided to agree to that. I was just about to close the
door when I realized I didn't have his number.
“Wait, wait!” I shouted, “I don't have your number”. The man
grinned and started walking away. He shouted over his shoulder “Yeah
you do. I slipped it to your pocket!”.
That night I went to sleep wondering who the man was. It was
exiting not to know anything about him. Except for his dog. I thought
about the dog and wondered what kind of dog it was. I wondered if the
man had adopted him or if he had had the dog ever since he was a
child. I fell asleep thinking about the man's gentle smile. I fell
asleep thinking he was the best thing that ever happened to me. I was
right.
