A moment, in great detail (8/30)
The moment remained fresh and beautiful in my mind. It happened in October 10, 2009. I would not erase it even if I could.
The breeze was crisp and cold; the soil was fresh and dry beneath us. We were sitting in the middle of a park with the starry sky spread above us. We were alone in the semi-darkness. I can still recall how I trembled when the wind blew. He was sitting next to me, staring at the sky. We've been going out for less than three weeks but it was the first time that we managed to sneak away from the people that surrounded us. We were alone! We made up excuses and we reveled in our mischief. We weren't comfortable with each other just yet. But we knew what we both wanted.
We were talking. I don't remember exactly what we talked about. All I can remember was the overwhelming feeling of love, desire and contentment that coursed through my whole being. I was thinking, "Yes. He's the one I was waiting for." (Years before, I'd promised to the same set of stars that I would show their intense beauty to the man that I would definitely marry. He was the only one I brought to see them.) He widened the space between his legs and he asked in a shy voice, "Aren't you cold? Would you like to sit here?" I smiled and I obliged. Then he asked me, "Can I hug you?"
I can remember my disbelief but I smiled. He was a guy that I liked. He can do what he wanted to me. To my delight, he hugged me tightly from behind. It was warm, comfortable and relaxing in his arms. I was finally home. We stayed in the same position for more than ten minutes. I couldn't see his face but I could hear his voice. "So this is what it feels to hug a girl. It feels really good." My smile widened. "It feels good to hug you."
When our phones rang, we were sorry that we had to go. It was an impulsive decision but I turned to him quickly with a Cheshire cat's grin. "Let's make a memory!" I said mischievously. His surprised face was so adorable when I pecked the side of his lips. I was pleased with himself but he had to take it further. To my surprise, he quickly planted a quick kiss to my lips. He kissed me again as if he did not want me to forget. I was in a daze as we got up, holding hands. My heartbeats were racing. I looked up to see his handsome profile set against the starry sky. I was in love.
The memory remained in my heart until this day. I can't forget the perfection, the romance and the beauty of our shared moment. It was the moment I fell in love. It was the moment that he exhibited his tenderness and innocence. It was the moment that bound us together forever. Many months in our relationship, I can still remember how it felt. I can still feel the passion and the tenderness in my veins. I could still cry at the sheer beauty of our moment. I'll always yearn for it to return although it was lost forever.