Twenty-Four

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Italy, beautiful city. Seeing all the beautiful sites that I never dreamed I would have, with people who made the places even better than I could have ever fathomed.

The Valley of the Temples, what I sight to behold, Dylan could not stop yapping about the history and the culture.

The Uffizi gallery, Kate was unable to grasp the beauty of these ancient paintings and how these artists created life, that would live on, long after their time. Greatness never sees the greatness it beholds.

The Chianti wine route. I enjoyed the landscape more than the wine. The green fields gave me serenity, the hills gave me hope. A clean place to think and air out all my dirty laundry to the wind.

The Frasassi Cave. Noah enjoyed the geology of the place. The karst formations were his favourite. I never thought I would ever see the day that Noah is marveled at something.

The Trevi fountain. Ryan and Dylan took a liking into the fountain. They made a wish only they know and I had hoped to have known the matter but is it between them. Kate made a wish, I could guess about who but I do not want to make it seem as though I know everything that goes through her mind. Noah found it trivial but made a wish as well. Josh. He felt that if he already has everything in the world, what could he wish for. All I could think was safety, I am not him though, so I made my own wish.

"What are you thinking about?"

"These past three days, you?"

"All that ever goes through my mind, you and Amari."

"It will be okay. Everything will be okay, someday." I am hoping, reaching.

"I know. You want to go for a walk?" I grab my phone to check the time.

"It's ten o'clock." It is late by my standards. I am a woman, out at night at this time, I wish I had that luxury. To walk alone in the night, enjoy the scenery and beauty, night time has to give, instead I have to go with someone like Josh or not at all. What has the world come to, put to a stand still because men have no self control, learn to respect yourself, men.

"It is still early." He helps me up and we are on our way. We greet the staff on our way out and any person we see.

I would think that this would be scary, but it is not, rather quite enjoyable. Hand in hand, close by distant. The space between us makes me happy, for now. We dip our feet into the water, his hand comes around my waist and we move deeper into the ocean.

The distance between us, decreases. His face moves closer to mine and I feel his hot breath on my cheek.

"Here?" A soft whisper meant for two.

"Anywhere." A reply satisfactory, it is evident on his face that is being laminated by the moon and the stars.

If I lose clothes tonight, I would not be surprised.

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"Would you have ever imagined yourself, in Italy at eleven pm eating ice cream?" We lost my dress so I am wearing his shirt and he is shirtless, fun. He went back into the hotel to fetch his wallet but forgot clothes for me.

"Never in my life, would I have thought I would be with someone like you. You are a breath of fresh air after a long day being cooped up in the house, all I can offer you is the intense love I have and the fact that I will always love you." His hand moves to hold him. Cold at first but we warm each others hands with the fire we emit when we touch.

"I love you." I intertwine our fingers.

"I love you." A comforting silence follows because nothing said could make us feel better than we do.

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