daydreaming...
There I was. There she was. Other nights were surrounded with friends, bystanders. Not tonight. Tonight she was mine.The dinner, the discussion, the driving; and now, we're here. Me, her, my car, the canyon, the sky, and the night; but more importantly, me and her. There's a comfortable silence; the kind Uma Thurman talks about.
Maybe I HAVE found someone truly special.
There's no banter necessary here; only a mutual appreciation for the millions of tiny stage lights illuminating only us.
Mountains, stars, trees, silhouettes... they all serve as wonderful distractions right now. While she bathes in the ambience of the forementioned objects, I use every opportunity I can to drown myself in her beauty. Every slight movement is another drop of heroin pulsing through my veins. She bites her lip and my heart takes a freefall.
She's the first to break the silence. "It's cold."
Panic.
"We can leave if you want," I breathe with the utmost care in my voice.
"No, I'll be fine. I like it here."
Relief.
I open my jacket to indicate it. "You can have my jacket if you want..."
Panic again. I hope she gets the hint.
She gives a slight grin as she lets out an apathetic "eh..." and walks closer to me.
Before I have time to play it safe and take my jacket off, I feel her fingers slide from my ribs and rest gently on my back.
The side of her head rests beautifully on my chest, as if she's listening to my heartbeat.
My left arm seems to naturally rest on her shoulder while the fingers on my right hand seem to trace an invisible picture on the back of her neck.
Two minutes of this seem like 5 hours.
I don't care what I'm losing sleep for.
There's no place I'd rather be right now.
I'm looking slightly down, almost through her, trying to absorb all of this moment that I can, when I feel her head tilting up. "It's really beautiful out here," she says, looking up at the sky.
Her eyes are on the sky, my eyes are on hers. "I'm glad you like it here, too. Thanks for coming."
Her eyes go from the sky to my own and suddenly every ounce of air in my lungs seems to vanish.
That moment of hesitation we both gave left me with a feeling I'll never forget. I can't describe it, but I'll never forget it.
...and then it happened.
Her soft breath hit my lips a split second before her lips did.
Time Stopped. For that moment, there was no war, there was no pain, there was no tragedy. Poverty was nonexistant and suicide bombings were a myth.
In that moment, we were the only 2 people in existence. Nothing else mattered. hate, greed, anger, jealousy, and frustration were all foreigners here. The Natives? Excitement, hope, infatuation, curiosity, and... love.
My eyes opened in disbelief only to be overwhelmed with reassurance.
Yeah. It's HER. You're kissing HER.
I came back to reality in the driver's seat with her hand folded in mine. The music's been off for a few minutes already, but somehow, neither of us seem to notice.
Those eyes. How could they be so beautiful?
My heart trips into my lungs once more as she barely catches me taking in her features.
(Look at the road. Don't creep her out. Look at the road. Don't creep her out.)
Her hand, still connected to mine, starts to move.
(Crap, she doesn't want to hold my hand. I blew it...)
She slowly brings it up to her mouth and softly kisses the back of my hand, then lets it lay where it was before.
I might as well just pass out right now.
Walking back to her house, I realize how limp my legs really are. Not out of fatigue, but out of relaxation.
As we approach the house, I use the hand that I'm holding onto her with to swing her into my arms. Before she can react, my lips are on hers. My hands? On her sides, gently but firmly pulling her closer to me.
I can feel her give in as she lets out a sigh and places her hand on my chest.
She puts her hand up to my cheek to indicate the necessity for departure, and we slowly become 2 individuals again.
She shoots me a hypnotizing grin and mouthes "Goodnight" as she turns around.
I almost turn around when disbelief hits me. "Wait..." I call after her.
"Yeah?" She breathes, turning back around.
"What does this mean... You know... about us?"
"What do you want it to mean?"
What a tease.
"Uh..." (come on, Jordan. Just say it.) "I'm sick of telling people about this 'amazing girl I'm getting to know.' I'm sick of knowing that we're perfect for each other and not doing anything about it. I want to be able to introduce you to other people as 'my girlfriend'..."
She just smiles again. "Mmmkay," she says, turning back around and walking inside.
What a tease.
I stand outside taking all this in for about 5 minutes, then turn around and go back to my car.
Holy crap, all that just happened. All that really.just.happened.
I've never gone to bed so happy.
Maybe I HAVE found someone truly special.
There's no banter necessary here; only a mutual appreciation for the millions of tiny stage lights illuminating only us.
Mountains, stars, trees, silhouettes... they all serve as wonderful distractions right now. While she bathes in the ambience of the forementioned objects, I use every opportunity I can to drown myself in her beauty. Every slight movement is another drop of heroin pulsing through my veins. She bites her lip and my heart takes a freefall.
She's the first to break the silence. "It's cold."
Panic.
"We can leave if you want," I breathe with the utmost care in my voice.
"No, I'll be fine. I like it here."
Relief.
I open my jacket to indicate it. "You can have my jacket if you want..."
Panic again. I hope she gets the hint.
She gives a slight grin as she lets out an apathetic "eh..." and walks closer to me.
Before I have time to play it safe and take my jacket off, I feel her fingers slide from my ribs and rest gently on my back.
The side of her head rests beautifully on my chest, as if she's listening to my heartbeat.
My left arm seems to naturally rest on her shoulder while the fingers on my right hand seem to trace an invisible picture on the back of her neck.
Two minutes of this seem like 5 hours.
I don't care what I'm losing sleep for.
There's no place I'd rather be right now.
I'm looking slightly down, almost through her, trying to absorb all of this moment that I can, when I feel her head tilting up. "It's really beautiful out here," she says, looking up at the sky.
Her eyes are on the sky, my eyes are on hers. "I'm glad you like it here, too. Thanks for coming."
Her eyes go from the sky to my own and suddenly every ounce of air in my lungs seems to vanish.
That moment of hesitation we both gave left me with a feeling I'll never forget. I can't describe it, but I'll never forget it.
...and then it happened.
Her soft breath hit my lips a split second before her lips did.
Time Stopped. For that moment, there was no war, there was no pain, there was no tragedy. Poverty was nonexistant and suicide bombings were a myth.
In that moment, we were the only 2 people in existence. Nothing else mattered. hate, greed, anger, jealousy, and frustration were all foreigners here. The Natives? Excitement, hope, infatuation, curiosity, and... love.
My eyes opened in disbelief only to be overwhelmed with reassurance.
Yeah. It's HER. You're kissing HER.
I came back to reality in the driver's seat with her hand folded in mine. The music's been off for a few minutes already, but somehow, neither of us seem to notice.
Those eyes. How could they be so beautiful?
My heart trips into my lungs once more as she barely catches me taking in her features.
(Look at the road. Don't creep her out. Look at the road. Don't creep her out.)
Her hand, still connected to mine, starts to move.
(Crap, she doesn't want to hold my hand. I blew it...)
She slowly brings it up to her mouth and softly kisses the back of my hand, then lets it lay where it was before.
I might as well just pass out right now.
Walking back to her house, I realize how limp my legs really are. Not out of fatigue, but out of relaxation.
As we approach the house, I use the hand that I'm holding onto her with to swing her into my arms. Before she can react, my lips are on hers. My hands? On her sides, gently but firmly pulling her closer to me.
I can feel her give in as she lets out a sigh and places her hand on my chest.
She puts her hand up to my cheek to indicate the necessity for departure, and we slowly become 2 individuals again.
She shoots me a hypnotizing grin and mouthes "Goodnight" as she turns around.
I almost turn around when disbelief hits me. "Wait..." I call after her.
"Yeah?" She breathes, turning back around.
"What does this mean... You know... about us?"
"What do you want it to mean?"
What a tease.
"Uh..." (come on, Jordan. Just say it.) "I'm sick of telling people about this 'amazing girl I'm getting to know.' I'm sick of knowing that we're perfect for each other and not doing anything about it. I want to be able to introduce you to other people as 'my girlfriend'..."
She just smiles again. "Mmmkay," she says, turning back around and walking inside.
What a tease.
I stand outside taking all this in for about 5 minutes, then turn around and go back to my car.
Holy crap, all that just happened. All that really.just.happened.
I've never gone to bed so happy.