Under the Stars

Meeting

The moss lathered around on my feet, chilling me up to the spine. I danced my way through the grass, wavering around at the lonely hour of night.

My grassy brown eyes gazed at the curtained sky above me, just like the trees and leaves do every night. Every night they envelope themselves into the crevasse of the universe. For us, it's is all we can see above ourselves. But for the universe, it is nothing but a speck of its beauty. I found myself straying off into the abyss. Everything was so tranquil. So serene. Just like death. The death of a million stars right above us. But it is never calm; instead, so thunderous and clamorous. Yet, all I could feel around me was quiet. In this lonely hour, a young girl whispering to the stars. Making a wish, while her naïve heart tumults against her chest.

The night grew quieter. Everyone was lodged in their profound slumber. A night so silent and hushed, my ears became sensitive to the synchronized shambling of grass yonder.

I twirled around, blinking vigilantly. It was unsafe at this hour, but nothing had diverted me away from walking around in a park in the middle of the night.

Until now.

My lips quivered, protruding out a little more due to their shape. I scanned my vicinity, where nothing seemed to be out of shape except for one thing; a silhouette.

I dragged my bare feet across the park, gingerly and briskly, examining the undefined profile of this stranger. My heart was raging against my ribcage; thought, it was foolish of me to walk towards the unknown.

My body froze in the midst of its movement, as the piercing pair of eyes diverted their attention to me. Sauntering towards me, the moonlight elucidated his figure, revealing a young boy. With his lips in a hairpin curve, his hands instinctively resting in the pocket of his navy blue sweatpants, after ruffling his vanta black hair.

And his eyes...

Oh, his eyes.

A cosmic, vivacious, fervent and dark pair of eyes burning oh so hungrily, yet remained aplomb; like the burning of a supernova. Godly and gargantuan, leaving an undelible impression on me. I hadn't realized the distanced diminished between us, until he was just a few steps away, and turned his face to gaze up at the sky.

"You come here often?"

I blinked promptly, collecting the moment that had just whizzed past me.

"Yeah."

I cleared my throat, after realizing how hoarse my voice had sounded.

He shifted his gaze on me, and I could feel my blustery blood pulsating through my body. The intensity of his presence had accentuated the adrenaline in my body, and unable to look up to him, I fastidiously gulped down whatever non existent saliva remained in my dry mouth.

"Like the view, huh?" he observed, and I caught a cocky smile from the corner of my eye.

"Yes. Everyone is usually asleep at 3am apart from me....and you, per se. And it's the only time I can admire the stars, you know? Gives me a gist of life to know that we're not the only ones here."

I lifted my gaze to his face, and physically felt the intensity of his stare. The corners of his lips rose, and he steadily shifted his posture. Amused, I could say, but at the same time, perceptive.

He peered to his sides, inched closer, close enough for his warm breath to graze my ear and in hushed whispers, he uttered, "Do you want to see something amazing?"

I brought myself to look into his eyes, manifest confusion etched on my face.

"Bu...but I barely know you. I mean, how do I know you're not lying?"

He let out a withheld sigh, nodding to himself with a smile playing on his lips. He traced circles with his thumb on his palm, looking down at the grass, and then at the sky.

"You forgot me?" he whispered, cocking an eyebrow, and stood stock-still.

My eyebrows knit themselves together, and I instinctively bit my lip. I was baffled, and my memory wasn't coalescing with my thought process.

Who was he?