"Dear, I don't think there is a canal up front, looks like a dead end" She looked both confident and mesmerising at the same time.
"Hmm yes hun, you could be right, maybe the bartender gave us the wrong direction..
...but I like it here, come to think of it this is much better than some canal...
... I would probably remember this better than any other places we had been to" I looked back at her. She was standing there underneath the Oxford sun with a late-spring breeze gently kissing her long hair.
I tried to take a mental picture of her in that moment. Worrying that I might forget the whole detail, I quickly grab my trusty camera and took a snap.
"What? This street?" She took a sip of her hot mochaccino. There's a big black stain on the top of her white dress.
"Yes dear... you, me and an empty street in Jericho." I grinned.
For a moment, I thought I could see her eyes gleaming beyond those dark sunnies.
***
Many weeks later I found out that such canal exist.
Still, I don't feel like I miss one single darn thing. Because all that matters to me is that she was there with me.
I sometime do ask myself one thing though "Does that street in Jericho still exist? or does it simply cease to exist because we are not there anymore?"
2 comments:
Dear Dr.,
:) when one is in love, every detail is crucial. You do not want to miss a thing.
Indeed, nothing else matters when our dearest one is by our side, be it in an empty street or in a crowded place, nothing seems to matter for our heart is too overwhelmed with love love love..:)
Ida: The detail is important. The scenery is not. What is more important than being with someone - is to treasure that person and do not ever take him/her for granted. I just re-discover that.
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