William (Part 4)

William, a relentless lover...no,the relentless lover, flashes back through the wits of time while he endures this distant ride home. Yet, through distance comes anticipation. This distance, clawing through his fragile innards, allowing him only to think of the times which he had once taken for granted. The times which he now have come to terms with. The times which he is now anticipating. Only this time around, he wouldn't make such a foolish mistake again.

There was once a mistake.A mistake which he had had the priviledge of a second chance. All this travelling, all this distance, all this time... only present because of this mistake. He was somewhat disgruntled with the past. His life was "pointless and unfullfilling" as he put it. The past had brought him only a "mediocre lifestyle", a woman, few friends and a... well, it's obvious... it wasnt much to him then. He was tired and weary of his life. Through the experiences of this distant "trip", he has come to realize, it was not his surroundings which had bothered him, it was him... he was insatiable. Now, through his pioneer ideal, that which was once "mediocre" is now glorious, she who was once just "a woman" is now his enticing lover, the measely quantity of his friends was irrelevant because now all he saw were life-long friends of quality, not quantity. It's revolutionary, he was a changed man.

The sight of a deer across the highway had drew him back to reality for a moment. He looked in his hands once again, holding the only reminder of his purpose or destination, the picture of his "one and only" as he referred to her. Once again, thoughts drifting astray, this time, to that of their first meeting. "Death by Chocolate", daunting as it may sound, that was it, their first meeting. She stood gracefully behind the counter, supposedly as cashier, "How may I help you today?" she said. William, standing in astoundment facing her, was speechless. He somewhat froze through the amazement of her beauty, her absolute, pure, innocence refined by her elegance and undeniable allure. Again she asked "May I help you today?", he wiped that primative look off his face; that absurd(yet inevitable) look every guy has the very first time they are mesmerized, chances are by lust. But this was different, he wasn't insensibly gazing at her provocative body as most guys did, it was her stunning brown eyes but for now, he snapped out of it. He answered her, and through a series of somewhat obscure and unrecalled words, she calmly accepted his invitation to their very first "date". Later, snowballing into episodes of perpetual meetings or dates, leading to their current status, what seemed to him as an inseparable bond.