Monday, March 17, 2003

 

3/17/03

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It was a cold october night. Amber rays illuminated the lonely sidewalk. The chilling breeze equaled only by her warming presence as she walked beside him, giggling. lLeaves crunching below their every step. They wandered onto the campus of his old elementary school and settled on his old playground, reminiscing of the first time the two had met.

It had the first time that he had seen his good friend since the end of 7th grade. He was at his new house, in Mira Mesa, perusing the unfamiliar faces. He was in foreign territory and he was glad that he had his charm to help him gain some new friendships. It was then that he saw her in the entertainment room grooving. She was like poetry in motion. Her body moving right in beat with the invigorating music. Every move and step she sported seemed to spread jubilation to everyone around her.

"Hey, bro, who is that?"

"Oh her? Haha, that right there, my friend, is...."

So, he asked her for a dance and conversing through the night, found it worthwhile that he had taken his friends' invitation.
The two had spent the next few months talking constantly on the phone and online. Whenever he had visited his old friends in Mira Mesa, her clique was always welcome to join them.

It was then, in mid-conversation, that he just realized something. He liked her. He liked her more than anyone else before. And as he sat there in his swing, he fell silent. He looked up and saw her face in the moonlight, looking out into Paloma's field. He got a lightheaded feeling as he got lost in her beauty, leaning his swing closer.
She turned, her gaze shifting right into his. He stopped, butterflies fluttering violently in his stomach, nervously losing his balance. He backflipped off his swing.

Beauty panned into view. "Haha, are you ok? Lemme tell you, you could've won a medal for that spectacular flip you juss pulled off." She flashed her patented smile.
"Never been better..." he replied as he, once again, got lost in her deep, brown eyes.
He didn't know what it was, but he lost sense of everything. It wasn't even confidence that made him to do what he did next.

He brought his face up to hers and planted a light kiss on her lips. Those few seconds seemed to had lasted an eternity. The only sight, the darkness of his eyelids. The only smell, the sweet scent of her perfume. The only sound, the quiet *smack* from her soft lips as his departed.
The kiss was unlike any kiss he had experianced before. It wasn't like any middleschool/highschool kiss...."ooh, some lip and maybe even some tongue!" No, nothing like that. He liked this girl inside and out. Her internal essence rivaled her external blessings. This kiss had meant something....and it made it that much better.
The two looked at eachother, knowing that this was what they both wanted. So for the rest of the time that they had spent together that night, she laid in his warm arms as they both watched the stars....
both in the sky and eachother's eyes.

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I'm out.
-Ryan

Ryan posted this at 10:56 PM.