Sunday, November 22, 2009

All It Takes Is A Whisper **

The dark lit evening blew heavy winds of coldness as every breath she took, was frozen in seconds in the thin air. She walked as if the coarse ground beneath her feet were moving with her, telling her to hurry along. Then in a sudden stop of movement, she exhaled and her heart utterly dropped and pounded with feelings of intensity. There he was, alone in his own kind of perfection, standing at the edge of her uneven and noticeably cracked driveway. He was staring at her with these full brown eyes that can speak better than the broken creases of his dark crimson lips. She knew that by those ever telling eyes, that his heart must be accelerating even though he didn't have to speak a single word. There was this uncontrollable pull that was attaching these two together, this boy and this girl standing just inches apart. No one seemed to intend on speaking, as if they could simply read what the other was thinking and desperately anticipating. Their silence was filled with a conversation their eyes were having as they continue to admire each other. He stepped closer towards her with slight hesitation and slow movements to avoid from startling her. He didn't want her to take any steps in reverse or else they will continue to be separated. She was standing there just motionless, while gazing at him, waiting to feel the closeness of his presence. Then it happened, the coldness of the air diminished as their bodies connected and gave one another consoling warmth. His crimson lips rested lightly upon her forehead as hers settled upon his beating chest. Their arms were wrapped around the other, so no one could ever get away from this moment. "You're the better part of me, the part that keeps me alive,” he said. She changed the position of her face and tilted it in the opposite direction of his. She can now see those ever telling eyes again, just screaming with undeniable emotion. Then there was the whisper, so quiet yet distinct and unforgettable as it will forever mark a place in the essence of her life: "I'm in love with you..."

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