Coffee Brown Eyes

The stars glittered across the sky as I took another breath. The pale moon light glinted in his beautiful coffee brown eyes. Silently, in my head, I counted the different shades of brown. I felt my cheeks burn with the cold, my fingers numb as they entwined with his, and my feet sting, but I didn’t care, I’m with him, in his arms, beneath the stars and I’m happy. 1

As I stared into his eyes, his staring back into mine, I found myself wondering what he’s thinking. Was he thinking typical guy-like thoughts? Was he thinking how happy he is? Was he wondering the same thing I am? He leaned in, breaking my concentration and kissed me lightly. “I Love you,” he whispered, his breath misting into the air. I paused, briefly considering my words before saying it back. “I love you too.” I said, a smile coming to my lips. 2

Silence fell back into place as I leaned my head against his chest and gazed at the stars. I looked at the brightest, most beautiful star, and wished. I wished things would stay this good. I wished my love would be returned. I wished I could stay happy. Then I found myself thanking the stars for putting things right, for allowing me to be happy. 3

Closing my eyes I drew a picture of the man lying beside me. I saw his dark, curly hair, his tall, relaxed stature. I saw his comforting smile, and I saw his beautiful, almond shaped, coffee brown eyes. Opening mine again, I repeated myself. “I Love You.” I knew it, it just had to be. I may have fallen fast, but it was true, I had fallen yet again.