Spark

One

Give me love.

The thought popped into my mind; the words even burned in the bottom of my throat, begging to be said. Wanting to be heard.

The moment seemed to call for it, but at the same time, any breath of a word could ruin it. It was a beautiful, frustrating moment, for more than one reason. 

How can I possibly explain the rush of raw emotion that took over my very soul? Or how when I took one look at you, I saw every thought in my mind being reflected in your hazy green eyes?

I can't; it's as simple as that. I would have had to go backwards in our history just to begin to make sense of everything. And just for this one moment? It seemed like a waste almost.

Why would I flip through months worth of memories when the situation in front of me was so much more enticing? More seductive, even.

Almost five months in, and my heart still flutters when you hold me close. The fact that we were alone helped. Just the two of us, and the trees in front of the lakehouse lodge bristling in the autumn breeze of the night.

What girl wouldn't completely love to kiss you in the secracy of those porch steps? To hear your quick intakes of breath as you pulled me closer onto your lap... it's one of those moments that I'm never going to forget.

I'm not going to forget the way your fingers clung to the hair on the back of my head, almost like they needed to be saved. I'm not going to forget how I made you stay locked against my body; just right so that I could feel your heart thumping along with mine.

I'm not going to forget you, and maybe that's all the explanation I needed.