My Creative Writing Journal

A Hug

(I don't remember the prompt for this one. I think it was about who we wanted to give a hug to? Regardless, it's full of anecdotes of my relationship with who I'm positive is my soulmate. Read if you'd like a cute innocent love story! This timeline is roughly 3 years as of writing it originally, 5 years as of typing it here)

I just want to hug him. I know it's the wrong time, the wrong place, but I don't care. I don't care if everyone is watching. I don't care that we're the only ones standing. He saved me, he's the only one by my side as I shed my lonely tears. He's looking at me with those deep reddish-brown eyes, full of love, and I can tell he wants the same; he's only waiting for my OK. His gentle smile glowing like sunshine on a warm fall day, putting images of dancing in the leaves into my head to ponder over as we stand and stare. A quick glance around showed me two halves of faces. One half disgruntled, aggravated at our defiant stand. The other half smiling encouragingly, as though they see the swaying leaves I see.  Memories flash behind his eyes, and I know he sees the same in mine. Tales of paper dragons in the early years. Little unseen glances we both swore no one noticed, though we both knew that wasn't true. Heartbreak at separation and the hopelessness of the situation, only to be repaired by a, "Hey, it's me," blinking on a phone screen. Seeing him again, taller and more handsome, but his smile the same as ever, the night he finally stopped hiding his true self from me. Holding his hand for the first time and almost tearing his arm off with excitement the second time. Laying on the gym floor of our youth group. What was suppose to be a cliche little tap from nose-to-nose turned out so much better. Resting on the gravel pile, staring at the stars, our hands in the air as though reaching for the open future we hoped would be together. In the blink of an eye, all this passed, but I could see we had both reached the same resolute conclusion. Who cares about these people, who cares about the place or time. We saved each other and we won't ever let anyone get us apart. "I love you, Ricardo Javier Rodriguez!" I said as I hugged him as tightly as I could. He held me just as close and I heard him whisper, "Now and forever," as my second happy tear fell.