She is the most beautiful girl in the world. She has long dirty blonde wavy hair. Her skin is as smooth as silk, almost like a porcelain doll, her cheeks are a rosy pink and she has light freckles on her nose and under her eyes. Her smile is the most breathtaking site to see, it lights the room and fills the darkest dwellings with a beautiful glow that radiates from her. Her smile leaves me breathless, speechless, heart pounding, deep breaths, and shaky hands. Her smile is truly a beautiful smile. Her voice is soft as a summer rain.
Her touch gave me chills, it made the hair on my arm stand up. Her lips felt like the inside of a rose and her smell made me feel as if I were at home after being away for a long time, being in her presence gave me a sense of safety and that for once nothing else in the world seemed to matter. It all started with a follow on Instagram, I was scrolling through my notifications and she popped up asking to follow me. I accepted the request not intending for it to blossom into anything. I began to scroll through her photos. I was amazed by her outer beauty.
I was drawn in by her hazel eyes and captured by her smile. We began to text, our conversations would go on for endless hours. We never ran out of things to talk about. I felt like I had known her my whole life and we have just been separated, so we had a lot to catch up on. We finally met in August of 2013. It was a scorching hot summer’s day, the light was beaming in through my window. The sunlight reflected off her car into my window as she pulled into my driveway, blinded by the glare I rushed to my front door to await her with a bouquet of fresh picked golden sunflowers.
As she strolled up she was trying to hide her shy blushing smile behind her hands. My emotions were racing because that was the cutest thing I have ever seen. She came closer a little embarrassed from her shyness but we were face to face, despite my anxiousness and nervousness I pulled her in and wrapper her up in my arms. She squeezed me tightly not wanting to let go she clenched on tighter, her warmth was something I couldn’t get enough of, the way her deep breath hit my neck, the way we already were gave me hope that we could have something original and special.
We went inside and talked about everything under the sun from our siblings, to likes and dislikes to our hopes and dreams. I was in awe, I studied the way her mouth moved with every word she said, the way her eyes fluttered and lit up when she talked about the things she loves and the thing she was into. I was able to analyze every detail about her. All my focus was on her, I embraced and took in every word she said. I was simply mesmerized and infatuated by her. I was intrigued and at a loss for words because I have never had such a deep connection with somebody before.
Our first time together lasted hours upon hours yet the length of time spent together didn’t seem long enough, I had so much more to say and so much more I wanted to hear from her. It was late, the darkness outside was a perfect description of both of our feelings about her departure. The night was cold, there was a misty wind blowing in as she was getting ready to leave. I knew she didn’t want to leave by the way she latched onto my arms. I could feel the compassion and the slowly the presence of sadness began to take over.
I gazed into her eyes, stared at her lips admiring every feature of her. I leaned in slowly and kissed her, it was the sweetest taste on my lips. She pulled away with that same shy blushing smile that she had when I first laid eyes on her, she looked deep into my soul, and she took my breath away with that one look and pulled me in for another memorable kiss. Our lips fit perfectly together, the passion behind each of our lips was being combined into one, and there were fireworks and sparks and all things that are good.
The chemistry between the two of us was undeniable. I walked her to her car and kissed her once again, she climbed into her car sluggishly and started it. She backed out slowly of my driveway began to turn her wheels away from me, she gazed over with a somber look but still managed to give me a smile and a wave, and she drove off into the dark cold night. I stood outside for a while, hoping she would turn around and come back to me. I waited, standing there looking like a complete fool.
I was picking up rocks and throwing them at the trees, I began to get upset so I threw my last rock a lot harder, the impact of the blow shocked all the black birds that were roosting in the tall tree, they were hectically flying off, leading my eyes back to the drive way. That’s when I saw her headlights, I rushed out to her car and she said “I didn’t want to leave so soon, so I hope you don’t mind but I came back. ” My heart dropped and I smiled big. I helped her out of her of her car, and explained what I had planned for the rest of the night.
I went inside and gathered some blankets, a couple pillows and a bottle of Moscato. I pulled the blankets in the bed of my truck, I set up a cozy pallet for us to lay on while we gazed at the stars. I popped the cork off the bottle of this heavenly substance. I poured the wine in both of our glasses, she put the wine to her lips and took a sip, I did the same. The bittersweet taste reminded me of her leaving but also gave me satisfaction because she returned.
