They walk side by side, laughing, smiling. Happy to just be within the presence of each other. She says something, they both break into a fit of laughter.
They start to walk forward, suddenly he grabs her hand, she's caught in the motion of him spinning her around to face him.
He stares and her, blankly, his eyes start to water he takes a deep breath. This is all the hope and courage he can muster. "I'm the gambler"
She smiles, she doesn't know what's coming.
"I believe in giving this a chance" he says while trying to keep her stare locked.
Her smile slowly dissipates and her shiny blue eyes, glow from the white behind them.
She finally realizes what he means, "You mean us?" she says, her mouth moving slowly as if unsure how to form the lip movement in order for the sound to come out coherently.
"No we can't, this isn't something I can give up.."
He cuts her off, his voice filled with the confidence needed, this was no time to falter. "No, don't do that, that is no reason.."
He grabs her waist pulling closer. He kisses her, she smiles and kisses back. It feels like this was always coming, just they never quite knew when to be ready for it.
She suddenly breaks it off, "No we can't. Just no"
"Why?... Why?" he says, his voice getting shaky, all the hope he had, was beginning to die.
She says "You think you're protecting me, but really you're the one that needs protecting"
"Protecting? his voice becoming serious and mundane. Protecting from what?
Her voice wells up. she begins to cry. "From me....I, I don't have your lions heart"
He tries again, he begins to plead "Just give it a chance, please.. It's all I'm asking"
No, she exclaims, she's regretting the thoughts that are sitting on the to of her brain, just waiting to become words that might just destroy something amazing
"You said it yourself, The definition of insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again expecting a different outcome"
He's starting to get angry, he took a leap of faith here. Hoping to make his life better, hoping to start something might just last for life.. "lets just go for a different outcome then, hear me out alright? You know when you talk to older couples? Who have been in love for Thirty, Fourty, Fifty years. It's always the guy who says I knew" She's starting to take in breaths, she doesn't know what to say. The rush of everything is so fast. Her heart is beating, Her heart is thumping. "I knew" he repeats "right from the beginning" she's shaking her head, denying what's being said to her. her tears and overflowing. Her attempts at holding them back have become redundant. "I'm that guy. I'm your guy, I know"
She's panting, she's looking at him, while he's throwing everything he has at her just for the chance she might let him in, that she might return what he's let out to her tonight. "I'm not a gambler" She says to him, "I don't have your kind of heart, I can't change. I don't know how" He's staring at her, he can't handle what she's saying. It's killing him to hear the words that she's saying. "I don't know how" she says again finally after a few seconds gap while tears are still slowing down her cheeks.
His mouth is hanging open. He exhales as if he's letting everything out. He finds a near by wall, and leans his back against it. He hangs is head and takes a deep breath in, trying to regain his stature.
"you're right" he says "you're right" She stands beside him. tears flowing softer now, she looks at him, can we still be friends?" she asks. He turns his head. He's no longer staring at her. It's like his watery eyes are trying to see what's under her soft skin. He looks away. Then he looks up to the sky, trying to figure out what to do, what to say. She's looking at him, waiting for the reply, one last tear streams down her cheek. She hasn't blinked, she's hesitant. She clearly loves this guy, she probably cares about him more than she knows yet. She just isn't ready.
slowly, he begins to nod, once, then twice more. "Yeah, we can" She lets out a little smile, "thank you.." he turns to her, takes a deep breath "but I've got to move on..I've got to find someone who's going to love me, in thirty years, fourty or fifty"
She moves off the wall, he begins to walk forwards hands in his pockets. she walks beside him, she lets her body bump into his as they walk. They turn their heads to each other. they smile, She links her arm in his, leans her head on his shoulders as they walk. They just keep walking..
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