A January Evening
I held my breath. A burst ran through my body. My mind rewinded to 7 years ago when I held his heart and my hands and mine, his. Beginnings are truly so beautiful. They are beautiful because they are naive, excited, invincible. I remember our beginning all too well. How we accidentally fell in love. How we promised to nurture that love. How love was not enough. There you stood just one foot away from me. The height of 5'10'' that stood over me, that looked at me, and saw deeply through me. I knew we didn't need to say a word. The words were already being spoken through the looks we gave each other. We hadn't seen in each other in years and I stood there, breathing in seconds of our youth. I didn't know how to say what I wanted to say in the jacket that he bought when I was with him. You may fall out of love with someone, but you will always love significant loves in your life. The ones that gave you everything you needed at that time. The ones that ...