Dear Diary Tales - chapter 5

Dear diary,

It was so easy to fall in love yesterday. Why has it suddenly gotten so hard? Is it the scars that my old love had given me?

Has it made me incapable of love?

I woke up this morning, wide-eyed at an odd hour of 7am. Something felt so fresh and dewey this morning. Something told me that today was one of those days

that were going to go down the history, in my diary. I had to enunciate the situation. My soul craved a little part of him, and the world had shut its doors between us. We were still amidst the lockdown that had fenced the entire city. I still had to make some gesture to satisfy my inner demons waiting for an adventure.

I packed up my bag and cooked up a story to convince the cops if my bad luck got me busted. As swooped through the streets like migrating bird towards his house,I was stopped by one of the guards and asked about my reason for travel. I quickly put up an act and managed to convince him. I then left swiftly with stride filled with so much pride, that i couldn't hold in. "My plan had almost worked!" As I neared his house a fair share of palm sweat and a nervous smile to myself. I called him anxiously and said. "Hey, Would it be too crazy if I told you I'm closer than 100 meters from you?". There he came , with a expression of unexplainable joy and surprise. "I can't believe my eyes, How spontaneous can you get?", he whispered with a sense of disbelief. "See, you're not the only one capable of heroic acts, and why should boys be the heroic ones always?", I smirked.

We then enjoyed a dreamy walk , almost like blushing teenagers. It was then time for me go and i reluctantly took my scooty and waved goodbye. He still stood there motionless about the whole incident, and I strode away. I rode the way back with such immense joy and disbelief that I had possibly pulled an act of this nature.

When I came back and laid on my bed to take a sigh, a question popped in my head. " Was this a little too much? Did I overdo this? Did I scare him away?"

Then my bell rang, and I walked up to it, entirely zoned out in thought, and opened the door. There he was! "Isn't this how romance novels work?", he said.