Inhale

Neuf

It's dark outside and I don't really have a destination in where I am going, but as long as my legs keep moving, I guess I am fine.

 

           My breathing come out as puffs on this windy night.

                                   Once again, I have nothing to keep warm except my long sleeve shirt and a beanie.

                                                    Also, once again, I'm listening to music.

                                                          "A drop in the ocean. A change in the weather. I was praying that you and me might end up together. It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert, but I'm holding you closer than most 'cause you are my heaven."

"A Drop in the Ocean -Ron Pope." I think to myself as I pinpoint the song and the artist.

His voice rings in my ears and for a moment, nothing else exists.

                                                         Just me and the music, but all that is interrupted when I see him.

                        He doesn't see me yet, so I stare at those blue eyes and the way one of his locks of hair falls limply on his forehead.

                       The way his nose and cheeks turn the lightest shade of pink in the winter air.

                         I inhale him at that moment.

And while he's the only one to help me remember to breathe, even if he doesn't know it, he's also the same one to make me forget.

                "Jordan, what have you done to me." I think as I continue to stare at the mysterious boy. 

                                   I don't stare too long though.

                 I begin to walk away a minute later to go who knows where.

                                                            As I begin to turn the corner, I begin to feel a presence behind me and look back to see Jordan.

                  I stop in my tracks and take one ear bud out.

                           "Hi, Mya." he says with a cute smile.

                        I smile back before replying, "Hi, Jordan."