Ringo and Becky

"You know...you're gorgeous," he said to Becky. He noticed that her eyes were twinkling as he said this. She smiled softly, then let her twinkling eyes fall to the ground.
"Richard, you-"
"Ah ah," he said, shaking his head. "It's Ringo now, not Richard. But, go on." She looked back up at him for a moment then let out a chuckle. Her eyes fell back to the floor.
"I'll never get used to that...Ringo." A pause lingered in the air, possibly for the effect of what she was about to say. "You're...you're really great, very sweet. I just want you to know that I love you." Becky didn't waste a second letting Ringo know how she felt.
Though she did not regret saying it, she began to feel a little flushed. The smile that crept across her face was growing larger by the second and as it did, she could feel the redness grow throughout her cheeks. He held her hand in his.
"I've been waiting for you to say that, y'know." Becky could literally hear the smile in his voice. She looked up. She had to see this stunning smile for herself.
There he sat. Shining blue eyes, radiant smile, and a fresh new haircut. As he glided his fingers softly against hers, she could feel the pressure of his rings. Silence was all they knew in that moment, for they needed nothing more. What other things they knew, they had said. Of course they could repeat themselves, but their words would forever ring through one another's minds. It was like your favorite song. No matter how many times you spent listening to another song, hearing different words and a different tune, you would always remember it. It didn't matter what time of day it was, but at any given moment, it could pop right back into your head and you wouldn't mind. Some words were hard to remember, but their words were forever ingrained into their minds.
"I know you have," she finally replied. The smile she wore had fallen ever so slightly, but Ringo didn't mind. He found beauty in her no matter what.
Just as her eyes began to fall again, he used his free hand to caress her face. Now, he wasn't exactly sure if it was because she was suddenly getting nervous that she was warm, but she definitely was warm, and he enjoyed it.
He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to hers, whispering, "I love you, Becky. I want you to be mine forever. I've always wanted you to be mine. Ever since I saw you fourteen years ago. It's always been you. If I could beg you to stay with me forever, I would. But I'm 20. You're 18. We're young...I'd like to say we can promise one another to stay forever, but we can't. But, please, when I'm gone, don't go lookin' for someone else, 'cause when I come back I'll be expectin' you."
Her eyes began to fill to the brink with tears. Despite her words of love only moments ago, she was unaware of these deep feelings she had for Ringo. They had met when they were very young children. He was six and she was four. The two had grown up together, and in a matter of time Ringo, then Richard, had fallen for Becky. It took her fourteen years for her to be sure of her feelings. Now, she was quite confident about them. She would even go as far as to stand at the edge of the tallest building in the world and shout her feelings for the world to her.
Ringo wrapped his arms around her as she sobbed into his shoulder. His lips softly touched her head as well as a tear of his own.
"This isn't going to be goodbye, y'know. It's only Hamburg."