Short Stories

Summer Nights

AN: So I didn't actually write this one, my friend Brianne did. Yay, go Brianne! Anyway, please enjoy! <3 Kaitlyn

Summer Nights

I could always just picture this perfect image in my head, just the two of us perfectly laying there on the cool grass of that summer night. The warm crisp air brushing against our faces as we were looking up to the stars. I would tell you each story behind the constellations I saw. Some nights may not have been as clear as the other, but that’s what made it fun for the most part.

On the nights where the clouds would cover they stars as the passed by we would just argue about which stars we were looking at. I would usually, okay always be right about it. Though, I didn’t really care who had been right. I was appreciating the view I was seeing. It looked as if the stars where dancing along the night sky as the clouds passed by them. They almost resembled ballerinas leaping across the stage, except the stars stage was the horizon line. The sun was still setting slowing creating a beautiful hue in the sky. It was turning purple from the night sky coming in, mixing with the red hues from the sun set. It would always dazzle in my eyes because it was only a view that nature could bring.

The view was even better with you by my side holding me tightly. The soft gentle kisses on my neck made everything seem perfect. I was better when I could turn to you and kiss you on the lips for the perfect night I spent with you. You were always gentle and soft with your lips. It was just something I could never forget about those summer nights. When I think about it I can still feel the warmth from your hand against my hip as you held me. It was a small blissful moment I could enjoy.

I started to reminisce in the memories I have with you. I personally will always remember the night where we spoke not a single word to each other. Any words that were spoken were through our eyes. I was always jealous of your blue eyes. They always were a light blue that reminded me from the glow of stars. No wondered why they always kept my interest. I would look into those beautiful blue eyes begging for the touch of your lips against mine. You would always take your time when we kissed. First just a quick peck with a smile from me, then we’d go a little bit further with longer kisses where our lips never stopped touching. It was something I could never forget.

After we spent the evening together you would never kiss my lips goodbye because you never wanted it to be our last kiss. You never told me that, but I would always just guess that. You would kiss my forehead and hold me for a few minutes before you left in your old beat down car. As I watched the car leave a tear would come to my eye and slowly go down my face. It was only one tear. Never was it a tear of sadness, that tear was filled with joy and happiness. It was my imagination putting you in all my hopes and dreams because without I fear they would never be complete or satisfy my heart’s desire, and then you were gone along with the wind of the night.