Miracle in the Making...

It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...1

It started slow. A promise was made. I was to eat, so she could as well. I did as I was requested. She was thin after all, and I don't want to see her waste away. Jokes were told, fake laughs were given. Little secret nudges were made to each other. It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...2

By the time we reached our final destination, we gained another passenger. A woman who was a friend of her father. She talked too much, as did he. At the start, we walked around. We explored this unfamiliar place, together. We took stairs up and down. We roamed almost every hall. We didn't reach the third and top floor, however. It was a church, and a huge one at that. We held hands through our expeditions. It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...3

Someone called us down on our way to the top floor. We went into the main room where the band was. There weren't many people at all. They were loud. We both had trouble hearing so we wrote out what we had to say on a sheet of paper. Little writings in foreign languages turned into little notes of love. It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...4

We got tired of everyone. The band was also too loud. We left that room after a whole half hour. We decided to explore more. We met one of my love's friends as we headed for the staircase. She talked too much. I knew I wouldn't have too much opportunity if she was with us. We went upstairs. To the third floor. It was dark. We held hands, and also held each other, in the dark. I love the dark. It is now closer to me than it has ever been. The other girl didn't notice. It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...5

We found a huge gym upstairs, as well as many wonderful looking rooms. I didn't notice much of them, my eyes were on my angel. She looked so beautiful in the near perfect dark. We also went into the basement. The foolish girl turned on the lights. My dark was gone. With the dark went most of my chances to hold her. It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...6

We hung out in the lobby right outside the sanctuary. My angel didn't wish to enter. I don't think she wanted to intrude on the lands of the Lord. I didn't want to either. She was very flexible. She was very thin. Somehow, I ended up sitting in a chair, she was lying under it, across. I don't remember where the other girl was. She was out of sight, and that's all that mattered to me. I put my left arm over the side of the chair. I rubbed her face ever so lovingly. Her skin was soft, her face so beautiful. She kissed my thumb many a times. It made me happy, I loved her so. It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...7

The girl finally got her to enter the sanctuary. No one spoke due to her request. It was a silent, respectful, holy place. She prayed at the alter. As did I. I asked the Lord for forgiveness to intruding on his holy grounds. She probably did the same. I prayed that we fall even deeper in love than we already are. For her, this I don't know. She finished praying. As did I. I kissed the cross stringed around my neck ever so slightly. We left the sanctuary, still nothing spoken. It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...8

Her and the girl were then playing with a jug. It had a funnel-like spout in it that you put coins down. The coins would then spin down the funnel and into the jug. The other girl was too amused with this to notice much. My angel put her hand out and rubbed my face with her soft fingers. I never thought I would enjoy anything like that so much. I softly kissed the palm of her hand several times. If there was food there, I could of eaten it out of the palm of her hand, despite my fasting for three days. It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...9

The concert was over. People were leaving. Her father was taking longer than most. For me, this was a good thing. He paid for us to both get a T-shirt. Hers was brown, mine black. She changed in the bathroom. She looked so good in it too. I love her. We held each other several times while her father was gathering his things. It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...10

We held hands for a little bit in the car on the way back. She rested her head on my shoulder. I rested my head on hers. When we got to my house, it was my time to leave her. I didn't want to go. I could stay in that car forever... with her. I gave her a hug. In this hug I secretly kissed her neck, if she noticed, I don't know. I said thanks to her father. I took my leave... It was a day of magic. A day of miracles. A day of love...11

I hope for many more days like such to come. I love you Kyleen. More than you could ever possibly imagine...12