Changing of the Seasons

The Happy Days

It wasn't always like this. I remember the first time Isaac told me that he loved me. We were lying on the floor in his sister's house, watching a movie. I can't even recall the name of the film we saw, but some details are still so vivid in my mind. I remember feeling him watching me as I laughed at the movie. It was dark, with only the flashing light of the television illuminating his perfectly angled features. He was so quiet; I almost didn't hear him as the words left his mouth. "I'm just so in love with you..." he breathed. I froze, thinking there was no way that this amazing guy felt that way about me. I must have misheard him. I turned to face him, and saw his face fall. I was so lost for words, I hadn't responded yet. He must have taken my hesitation the wrong way. Embarrassed, he hastily jumped up and left the room.

 It took me a second to process what just happened, but I quickly followed him out of the room. I searched the whole house for him, but he was gone. Finally, I opened the front door to check the driveway to see if he was still here. And there he was, lying in the bed of his dad's truck, staring up at the night sky. He sat up and looked at me as I climbed in beside him.

He stammered, "I'm so sorry. I know I'm taking it too fast. I've just never felt this way about anyone before. I didn't even know that I said that out loud. By the time I realized what I said, it was already out there. I'm not mad that you didn't say it back, I just feel really stupid. Can we just pretend it never happened?"

I just watched him as the emotions played across his handsome face. I couldn't help smiling as I recognized that my own feelings mirrored his. I wanted to explain to him, to reassure him that I felt the same. But all I could do was fight back a smile. I leaned in to kiss him, but he had already reached for me. He wrapped his fingers in my hair, cupping my face as he pulled me closer to him. When our lips met, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. A fire had been lit. I never did get the chance to physically say those words to him that night, but somehow I think he knew. I needed him like I needed air to breathe. We were two parts of the same soul, finally reunited.