The Season of Love

Act V; The Sakuras Sing; Confessions In Spring

It was one day during the winter months of January; I was at a café waiting for my hot americano. While waiting for my order, the bell of the café's door let out a tinkle; meaning that a customer walked in. I glanced up; only to see you. You had a beige winter coat, a cherry red scarf, black leggings, and warm, fuzzy Ugg boots.

You were distracted by your phone as you walked towards what was supposed to be the counter. I was awestruck by your breathtaking beauty when I failed to realise that you were colliding with me. That impact was hard, well... not to the extent of a bus collision, it was hard enough for us to feel the air knocked out of our bodies.

We both fell hard to the floor; I was gripping my head in pain and dizziness. I gained consciousness and I was horrified at the sight before me; your forehead had a visible bump and it was burning red. Mortified by my mistake, I immediately regained my posture and helped you to stand while apologising profusely.

You laughed and said that it was your fault; that gave me butterflies. That smile; could melt away the winter snow and my heart that was encased layer upon layer of thick ice. I noticed how you blushed at the embarrassment of us holding hands; I too could not help but blush at the sight. Is it me or did I feel that spark from our touch?

We held a conversation and exchanged our numbers. And from then on, our friendship started to bloom in the winter month of February. I found out that we had so much in common with each other. From hobbies to life values; it was like the heavens from above were telling us a hidden message in this connection. I could feel something in my heart warming up and I felt that you were 'The One' for me. I realized I wanted to tell you the eight letters so I took you to the park where the cherry blossoms bloom.

I took you to the cherry blossoms park at the beginning of March, where nature welcomes the first days of spring. Your light pink blouse matched the cherry blossoms and your lipstick was as red as the vibrant red cherries; what a sight it was. You were so beautiful that I could not help but let out a warm smile. I took your hand and said:

"You are the most gorgeous girl that I've ever met. You melt the stone-cold layers of my frozen heart and I will always be grateful for that. I realised that I want us to be more than friends; to take our friendship to the next level. With spring here, it now wants me to tell you that I Love You."

I could see the tears leaking through the corner of your ocean-blue eyes. I was nervous; what would you say? What if you rejected me? What if you do not feel the same way? My doubts faded away when you cupped my face and whispered 'Yes'.

My eyes could not help but sparkle like fireworks, the blood in my veins was rushing with elation and adrenaline, I picked you up and spun you around. There was that angelic laughter of happiness. It was a true moment of euphoria and we leaned in to close the gap between us.

Our first kiss was slow but romantic; I could feel sparks flying everywhere. The ray of sunlight shone down on us like a spotlight, the petals of the scared Sakura petals fell from the tree like confetti. It's as if nature was celebrating our newfound love.

With us declaring our love under the blossoms, we took our dates to something exciting during April and May. I always remember to bring you your favourite flowers like roses, daisies and daffodils.