Lost In You Progolue:
As he took my hand, I began to feel whole again. Just having his warm hand in mine made me feel that much better. I wondered what it would be like hugging him or kissing him, perhaps making love. I blush as such thoughts came to mind.
We stop and I finally became looking around, gasping at what pure beauty I see. Around me were millions of beautiful flowers, shimmering around us. There was splashes of colors everywhere, greens, blues,reds,yellows,pinks. You name the color and it was there. There was a tiny sparkling river running across the valley of flowers. Lighting bugs fluttered around the dust sky. One landed lightly on my nose for a few seconds before fluttering away again.
I was stunned, this place was just so wonderful but what made it perfect was that his hand was through mine,holding me tight. I breathed heavenly, god, I loved the smell of him. I don't know what it was but it sent shivers down my spine. I was so caught up of what was around us, I didn't see him pulling me closer to him so I could look deep in his eyes. They were gorgeous. They were a beautiful light brown color with green and blue mixed in with them, creating hazel eyes, so unique and all mine. It wasn't the beauty of the eyes but, it was what I saw in them, that made them so special. I saw affection, adoration, sadness and above all, love. An powerful breathetaking love, causing me to warm all over.
I was staring at this gorgeous guy who I didn't know but felt so safe with. It was overpowering, crazy, wonderful, something I've never experienced before. Something I longed for, but never had. I never expected it would be this wonderful. I knew by just standing hand and hand we belonged together.
This feeling I was feeling,it was love. Not teenage, fast ,hurtful, love, but beautiful, pure, love. The love of wanting to do anything for that person, of wanting to spend every waking moment together. A love of knowing a person so completely, that you know what that person is going to think, before they even think it, what they are going to say before they say it, what they are going to do, before they do it. A love like never before. A love anyone would die for. A love I would die for. A love I had, here, with him.
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Lost in You
Werewolf"This feeling I was feeling,it was love. Not teenage, fast ,hurtful, love, but beautiful pure love. The love of wanting to do anything for that person, of wanting to spend every waking moment together. A love of knowing a person so completely, so co...