Minutes are turning into seconds, and I love it. My heart beats so fast, and even though I can't feel it, I'm sure I'm blushing. His words are pleasure to listen to. He sees that my Japanese is not the best, so he talks slowly, and clearly. It's very thoughtful of him.
And He indeed is very beautiful. His eyes are neat, his lips are full, heart shaped. his nose is what many would call unperfect, but it's the perfection itself, and his hair just have something that makes me want to touch them-
"shoot" Hoshi watches his watches.
"I'm really sorry Nikko. I have to go." He says, his words now going out fast, interrupting my slow mind. Suddenly he's standing up, picking up all his things,checking the time again. My heart starts beating faster in this very abrupt and quick situation. I give him a timid, confused look. This is too many perceptions in a short time on me, my slow personality, I feel confused.He notices. He takes a breath, and slows down.
" Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He says watching me into my eyes, begging for forgiveness. "I have to go now, but I'm hoping to bump into you soon again. It was a pleasure to meet you, Nikko." And with this he leaves my table. He pays, says bye to the waiter (seems like they're friends) and leaves this cafe.
I wish I stopped him. Wait, could I get your number before you leave? God knows when we're going to talk again. It could be today, It could be tomorrow, but only if I got his number. Right now the closest time is on monday.
Monday…. I have 2 whole days to think about what just happened. 2 whole days to replay our conversation again and again until I fall in love with him this autumn.
After a while I decide to leave too. I want to go, and tell Yuki all that happened this morning. She's a friend who'll always be excited to hear stories, and add her comments to it.
As I want to pay, the waiter stops me.
"You don't have to pay. The guy before you already did so" He smiles.
"He paid for me?" I say a question meant for myself out loud.
"Yes."
I smile, and I'm sure I just blushed again. "What a neat thing. He's so kind. Thank you so much."
I leave with a feeling of warmness inside of me. I can hear my own heartbeat. I can't describe how I feel right now, but it's a good feeling. A feeling that makes me smile.
I take a deep breath. Okay, It was lovely, but I can't think of him the whole day.
But my smile only widens. I feel very sensible, slow…. The world feels full of details, scents, odors, colours, variety, and I admire it all. The dry autumn vibe all around me. Tired golden sun once again burning my small ocean eyes, and my soft hair flowing in the light wind. Last birds singing their songs. Children picking up leaves…
It all makes sense now. Even the smallest crap is full of emotions.
I feel it. I feel the life.
Is this what love does to me?