Lost in a Moment

I sighed heavily and snuggled into her chest. My arm was draped over her stomach and our fingers entwined. I had a big, goofy grin on my face, one that never seemed to fade as long as she was by my side. She constantly asked why I couldn’t stop, but I could never put into words my true reasoning.1

My heart hammered in my chest every time her eyes met mine, our unspoken love swimming in their depths. I got dizzy when she leaned down towards me, like an angel descending from the Heavens. Our lips collided and something deep within me exploded with passion, love, and devotion. Her tongue explored mine in a gentle game of tag. As our tongues tangoed to an unknown melody, our hands roamed to uncharted destinations. Finally, when we were both left breathless, we parted.2

In only a few seconds, I had lost track of time; nor did I care who else was around. She was all I saw, all I needed to survive. The way her dark, chocolate brown hair curled and fell down past her shoulders left my fingertips yearning to run passionately through it. Her equally dark, mesmerizing eyes stared deep within my soul and consumed my every thought. Never before had I witnessed a smile that could light up even the gloomiest of rooms, until she entered my life and shined brighter than all of the stars in the night sky. Her touch could be both gentle and deliberate or demanding and spontaneous. She was the first thing I thought about when waking up in the morning and the last thing to cross my mind before escaping to sweet dreams.3

We returned our attention to the movie before us. The images on the screen mimicked our current relationship. A couple was arguing with sarcastic comments before coming together, apologies and “I love you’s” dancing thickly in the air. Our laughter danced and echoed off the walls as we saw our lives combine into one and reflect back at us in the form of a sappy love story. That’s what I get for letting her pick the movie.4

Time passed far too swiftly, for it wasn’t long before the credits began to roll. I didn’t move to turn everything off or to even stop the movie. This moment was too perfect and could be too easily lost. I simply laid in her arms. Nothing has ever felt safer than her loving embrace. I didn’t want her to go, but the movie was over and the weekend had come to an abrupt end. She couldn’t stay. So, she gathered up her belongings and gave me a final kiss good-bye. Then, I watched silently as she walked away, my heart breaking with every step she took. Yet, I know she will be back and my heart will be whole once more.