It Would Have Been

It’s November 3 and it was a full moon this evening. I couldn’t help but feel more excited.

The following morning, I woke up and took a hot shower. I got dressed and got money good for two hungry people. I left home and head for the Acacia Estates Tent.

When I arrived, he was there by the athletes area. When he saw me, he immediately ran to me and I received him with a warm hug.

“It’s so good to see you,” I told him.

“I’m glad you made it… I really thought you wouldn’t.” He told me.

“How could I not? Your first ever competition?” Then I gave him a kiss.

Watching him felt so amazing. Seeing him performing at his utmost best makes me feel proud and glad. From time to time we’d buy food from the stalls, and from time to time I’d be cheering him on as he is on the competition floor.

But like all days, it all comes to a close. It was 5pm and the awarding ceremony came. Although his team didn’t podium, I gave him a hug and a kiss.

“You did great up there!” I smiled.

“Thanks,” he said, “I’m so tired.”

“Haha, who wouldn’t be? Well hope you enjoy your dinner in Locavore.”

“Hope you have a safe trip home,” he told me.

“I really enjoyed today,” I told him.

“Thank you so so much for your support.”

With that we parted with a hug and a kiss.

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And alas, today would’ve been a good day if I were there experiencing all those instead of lying down here on my bed, writing this semi flash fiction.

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