Short Story: A Moment In Time

Short Story: A Moment In Time

His eyes flicker open, the morning sunshine creeping through the half closed blinds create peculiar shadows upon his face. I meet his gaze as it morphs quickly from confused, disorientation into intensity & notice the flecks of gold scattered across his iris. I feel myself tremble as he edges across the sheets, pulling me close and whispers softly ‘Good morning.’

The butterflies begin tumbling when he’s near. Their somersaults becoming faster, higher and increasing in intensity whenever he lays his eyes upon me or parts his lips to impress upon me the phrases I’ve longed to hear for what feels like forever. Yet even though the experience is immersed in excitement & nervousness, like all the others before; there comes a natural honesty & comfort that creates a familiarity like never before.

Valentines day we spent together enjoying each other’s company. He asks “so what have you been listening to lately?’ And I, dreading his reaction, knowing full well he’s a musician and that music is his passion, pause before replying timidly “I’ve pretty much had Lisa Mitchell- Wonder on repeat. I love the poetry of her lyrics and she’s got such a pure voice.” As he responds with “Yeah I know, she’s amazing!” I feel chills down my spine in excitement- this was not what I expected at all!

Everyday now, I try to live in the present and enjoy his company, and everyday I’m taken by surprise as he continues to expose his soul to me. I dread the idea that maybe this will all end one day- that I will wake up to hear him say those awful words “I’m sorry, but something’s changed.” Or even worse, that I will wake to realise during this time in my life I completely vacated reality and hallucinated a man that awoke so many things in my heart, a man who never really existed.

Either way though, he has helped me become excited about what the future holds. I dream of sharing the experiences of travel with him, envisioning us holding hands exploring the world together, laughing at the adventures that lay within each step. I long for a time where I’ll be able to wake from slumber and just gaze into his eyes. You see, everybody warned me to just take things slow and be careful; But although it’s scary and puts you in a vulnerable position- what’s the point in getting to know somebody and letting them into your life, if you’re only willing to show parts of who you are to them? To truly love somebody you need to take the walls down, expose your soul completely to them and hand over your heart.

So I have entrusted my heart completely into his care. And for the moment, yes it’s scary and daunting, but it’s also exhilarating and exciting. The potential for loss, pain and hurt is equal to that of happiness. However, for the moment I’m just eagerly anticipating his next phone call.