mmorazan
The panorama from the top of the mountain was a beautiful sight. The photo i held now though did not compare to the majesty that i beheld when i first looked out at the world from twenty five thousand feet. Nothing could compare to the feeling of the cold wind blowing against my face, the bright sun bouncing off the top of the clouds. All was beautiful and this was the closest I could come to it now.
I was the king of the castle finally. I had gone through with it all and come out victorious. It was the best feeling in the world. To scale those walls, topple the gaurds and take it all. It was mine, now all I had to do was keep it...
The setting of the scene was a woman's bedroom. The woman I loved. We painted and colored like children all over again and when i had the change to make a move, to kiss the girl I had chased for so long I didn't. No, instead I set a paint covered hand on her gentle cheek and we laughed like the little kids we will always be.
I had been warned about this. If any trouble arose, even if it weren't my fault, I would be the one to leave. It wasn't fair by any means, but that was what would happen. All I wanted was for my wishes to be respected, after all, I live here too. But no, I forgot what I had been warned and went against them and now I find myself without a home again.
I suppose that was when it all started. That very first day, it was the first night of college and we were playing frisbee on the lawn. She was trying to block me, and I her. That must have been the day I knew I fell for her. Ever since then she's all I have thought about. I suppose that's what love means, to be able to think about a person all day and never be bored.
There was not much to celebrate that evening. It wouldn't be long before everything was over, but for now there was nothing to celebrate. Once the ordeal had passed people could begin to relax and enjoy themselves. Today though was a somber day filled with sorrow and serriousness. Only a few more days they told themselves and that was all they needed to know.
Hovering. That's the only word to describe how she makes me feel. As if my feet are just off the ground, floating there, passing over the ground weightless as I move through the world thinking about her. She makes my heart flutter and my feet hover. She's got me high and I know it and with her music is better, food is better, colors are brighter and everything is happier.
She was standing there at the end of the avenue, just standing under the rain as if she were waiting for me. It wasn't long before i worked up the courage to walk towards her. I told her how everything would be different and that she was the only one for me. I had never done anything to hurt her and i missed her oh so dearly. At that point she took my hand and there in the pouring rain she pulled me close and kissed me, then wrapped her arms around me so tightly that it felt like we would never come apart.