A day too late

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He staggered to the bench overlooking the lake. The placid
waters of the lake and the beautiful surroundings could not give him the peace
that they used to give him in his youth. Though it was the same place, it was a
lot different without her. But it was special to him as this place resonated
with her memories. It was here that he first met her in his youth. She used to
come to the lakeside for a walk and so would he. He admired her from the first
time he ever saw her. Slowly they began talking and they became good friends.
Talking to her every day after work was the best thing for him each. Sharing
about the troubles at work, the weather or just anything made him feel better.
She always listened what he had to say and she understood. And slowly he
realized that he was in love with her.
He was wary of telling her how he felt as he was afraid that
it would put an end to their friendship. But as the days passed by, his love
for her only grew. And one fine day he just decided to tell her what he felt
about her. Those were the days of no telephones or cellphones. They always met
at the same time each day. That day he decided to go there a little early as he
didn’t want to make any mistakes. He hid the flowers that he had brought for
her under the bench. He said a silent prayer for things to go right. But what
he never knew was that things would never be right.
He waited long past their usual time but she never came. The
sun had set and the stars twinkled and the moon shone bright on the dark night
sky. Why hadn’t she come today? She hadn’t told him about not being able to
come today. She would have had some work, he thought. Or was something wrong?
Did she sense that he loved and she didn’t come today because she didn’t love
him? Or was she sick? He never stopped thinking about her as he walked home
with a heavy heart.
He didn’t want to do anything. He didn’t want to eat or
drink and he directly went to bed. But sleep eluded him. He didn’t know what to
do. He saw the newspaper lying on the table unopened. He hadn’t found the time
to read it today as he left early for work in order to be able to reach the
lake well before time to meet her. He picked it up and started reading just to
stop thinking about her. But as he turned the pages, he found her picture
staring at him. Her picture in the obituary columns! His whole world came
crashing down! Why had life been so cruel? Why hadn’t he told her earlier how
he felt?   
He kept going to the lake every day, just to relive her
memories!
Word count: 500
This post is written for Three Word Wednesday- 457

22 Comments Add yours

  1. Sheilagh Lee says:

    this is so sad a good story about making every moment count

    1. reemwrites says:

      Thanks for reading 🙂

  2. Alana says:

    Beautiful. Never put off until tomorrow what…..

  3. Aditi says:

    So tragic but beautiful write Reema!

    1. reemwrites says:

      Thank you Aditi 🙂

  4. Excellent Reema, you used the word prompts very well in the story.

  5. Such a sweet story! 🙂

  6. Mayuri R says:

    Awww..Touched my heart. Very well written.

  7. ak. says:

    Poignant, yet nicely written. 🙂

  8. Norma says:

    Very nice use of the words.

  9. Roger says:

    So sad! Tell the ones you love … before it is too late!

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