Him

Eyes

I move quickly across the crowd, avoiding unnecessary contact. My thoughts are on overdrive, eating at my conscience, begging me to move faster. I worry that I might not get to him in time. I burst through the doors and I glance around, trying to find him. A smile breaks across my face as I spot him. He smiles back, calling me towards him. My body reacts to his proximity, causing butterflies to move in my stomach. I look into his alluring eyes; they captivate me, easing my mind. I feel a blissful warmth envelop me, and I realize he's hugging me. Not breaking eye contact, I wrap my arms around his neck, and he hugs me closer to him. He starts leaning closer to me, and once again my mind is bombarded with thoughts. I feel anxious, confused, and excited. My blood runs warm through my body, my heart beat wild and erratic. I feel his breath fanning my lips, leaving me breathless. I keep staring into his eyes, unmoving, anticipating. I close my eyes, no longer being able to hold eye contact. I gasp, surprised. I feel his lips moving against my own. It feels as if time has stopped. I can no longer hear the singing of the birds, the honking of cars, the chattering of people. All my thoughts cease to exist; all my senses being consumed by him. I feel dazzled, my emotions overwhelming me. A tear runs down my eye and he breaks away from the kiss, gently wiping it away with his thumb. Reluctance keeps my eyes closed while I try to digest the situation. He rests his forehead on mine, and I decide to open my eyes. I am met by a pair of beautiful eyes, shimmering with joy, vivid and shining brighter than ever before. My breath is taken away by his eyes, and one thought crosses my mind; my heart, my sole existence being shook by it: I love him.