“Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.” – Omar Khayyam
When we’re lost, we tend to wander. And by wandering, we tend to go places, meet new people and gain new experiences.
The best part of it was meeting new people. It doesn’t matter if he’ll stay or not. The fact that he made you happy when you’re down was simply amazing.
It’s not a love at first sight, but I know he’s special.
“Nice to meet you!”
And he smiles that stuns like a laser. What a creature.
He has a cute accent. Like a lullaby in my ears. An Italian.
He’s a tourist. He’ll leave soon. Three more days left in this island.
Who cares though.
We chill. Endless talks about our personal life.
A twist in our story.
He was shook when I told I am a nurse. Can’t figure why. Then boom!
He’s a doctor. A fucking doctor.
And now I get it why there’s a connection since the first time I saw him.
A nurse and the doctor brought together by fate.
Then a realization hits on my circulation. He’s a tourist, leaving in three fucking days! Wow. Just wow.
We made the most of every second.
Too bad I have work the next day. Came to work, didn’t met him that day.
THE LAST MEET UP.
We started the night on his hotel room. We get drunk a bit. Talk and so.
Then went out on a dinner date. Quite romantic honestly. The usual talk.
“How’s your day?”
We tried not talking about him leaving the next day.
Two opposing feelings.
Happiness and sadness.
I’m glad we’re having a dinner night out of course but sad at the same time cos he’s leaving.
We enjoyed the food.
I had chicken burger, he had seafood paella.
Few more drinks.
Then we walked and enjoyed the beach.
He’s so curious about Malta, he has plans in buying a house here for investment. That excites me, imagine him, going back here. But naa, don’t keep your hopes up Kurt. You’ll never see him again.
We went back to his hotel room. To say goodbye. To make memories. Memories that we need to bury soon. Memories we cannot relive.
Then, goodbye. Will we ever gonna see each other again? Who knows?
I wish I can say, see you later doc! But that’s it. Like a blink of an eye. A short film has ended.
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