A Walk That Led To Love…
A story based on the Reedsy writing prompt entitled “Write a story about someone who can’t sleep, and decides to set out and explore their new city at night instead.”
He couldn’t sleep that night. He was tossing and tumbling in his little bed. He ran his fingers through his hair. He was thinking about her. He woke up and looked in the mirror opposite his bed, at his face. He crawled back into bed, his heart ached thinking about the last time they kissed. He remembered how she held on to him, clutching onto his arm.
He remembered how they both sat together on the beach, looking at the receding waters on the shoreline. The memory of her eyes looking into his made him feel very warm. He knew it was a small argument so it didn’t mean anything. He longed for her. He longed for sleep. He couldn’t understand why he couldn’t sleep. He was guilty about something.
He decided to get dressed and take a walk. It was only 4 a.m. but there seemed to be no other way to make the time fly by. He locked the door behind him and walked into the street wondering if his favorite cafe was open.
As he walked along the road he felt an enigmatic mystery about the air around him. Everything seemed to take on a life of its own. He knew there was no one there, but as he walked along the path, he seemed to find beauty in everything. He found the cafe, but…
