The sun dipped over the horizon casting a warm orange glow over the café I was staying in. Eyes fixated on a book I’m currently obsessed with, lost in a world of words, amidst a world without words.
As the last ray of light cast its final glow, darkness follows. Unaware that night has fallen, I quickly got up. I stole a gaze towards a serene lake, where the water reflected city lights like a thousand stars. And that was when I saw her, sitting on a bench by the lake.
It isn’t the first time I’ve ran into her. I’ve just been keeping my distance, trying to muster up the courage to approach her. But something always intervened, and we remained strangers.
Tonight, however, seemed like fate had other plans for us and broke the pattern. A gust of wind flew overhead trailing leaves at its wake, and a playful breeze carried her scarf away. As if instinctively, I lunge forward, catching the scarf before it touched the ground.
She was startled, but was thankful nonetheless to the stranger who had saved her scarf. Our eyes met, and I kid you not, it felt like time stopped. As if a grade schooler giving out a presentation, my heart raced faster than it ever had before. As I gaze upon her warm, hazel eyes, and as if she was trying to say something but her breath got caught in her throat as she met my gaze.
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For that fleeting moment, it felt like it was only the two of us in the world, connected by an unspoken understanding. I could clearly hear our hearts beat in sync; a connection stronger than any words we could convey. And in this moment, I knew, fate has given me a chance, a chance I’ve been waiting for.
But as quickly as it had begun, as if struck by lightning, the moment had passed. She took her scarf from my outstretched hand and gave a warm smile, her lips parting as if to say something. Yet, the words never came. Instead, she nodded in gratitude, and I dumbfounded, nodded back. A silent agreement passing between the both of us.
With a final glance, we both turned and walked away towards the direction we usually take. Our paths had crossed once again, and this time, not even fate would be able to intervene. As we both disappear into the darkness of the night, I knew of an unspoken promise of a future yet to be written.
And so, in the end, their eyes met, but no words came out.