Short Story about Love and Illness

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There she sat, precisely three feet away from me. Her eyes glistened in the sunlight peeping in through the window. I will tell you the truth. She was the most perfect person I have ever seen. The way her spine curved around the seat of the chair. The way she carefully held the mug of coffee in her hand. The way her luscious curly locks hung over her shoulders and the way she would tuck the loose strands behind her ears. The perfect way she lipped the words of the newspaper. The noise of the coffee machines and the clanking of plates on tabletops completely faded out and she was the only thing I could sense. I knew in that moment of that second that I could love that girl for the rest of my life.

I sat down at the booth opposite of her without taking eyes off her. “Mmm excuse, can I help you?” She politely asked me. “Hi, ummm yes, I’m Will Merlon and I was umm wondering if I…” I responded before being interrupted. “Just so you know, I’m not free and never going to be free! You see the thing is that I haven’t got time for jerks like you. I’m trying to fight cancer. If you couldn’t ...

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