She'd started on him after he'd spent the day out riding again. Normally not a problem (or so he thought), though this weekend they had had stuff to organise but, of course, he'd needed his 'space'; his fix, his time spent with his friends and... 'her'.
The argument escalated quickly.
She asked him if he even thought she was pretty? He said "No". She asked him if he wanted to be with her forever, he said "No". Then she asked him if he would cry if she walked away, he said "No". She had heard enough; exasperated, she needed to leave. As she turned away she uttered "you love that board more than me..."
He grabbed her by the arm and told her to stay. He said "You're not pretty, you're beautiful. I don`t want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die."
She looked into his eyes, time frozen, her soul reaching out, as he added "You're not wrong about the board thing though ;)"
Happy Valentines xxx