TaJuan is an aspiring writer hoping to gain experience and growth through publishing passionate works, like this one, online for the world.
With so much passion, so much emotion, you say, “I love you.”
With a hint of concern, you ask, “Aren’t you going to say it back?”
“I-I can’t,” I responded nervously. My head is being bombarded with thoughts. My emotions are just as chaotic. I am at a loss of words at absolutely the worst time. Think, think!
I stammer. “It’s not like I don’t. I-I-I do. Trust me, I do. It’s just, a word so cliche as love does not come close to accurately describing my feelings towards you. It would do you an injustice.”
You chuckle (such a beautiful sound that is). “Okay then, what do you have in mind?”
My tongue ties itself in knots. What should I say? I need to say something, something quick. Just don’t think, just feel, and speak honestly. Okay.
I take a deep breath. “I want to fly with you.”
The once chuckle evolves to a full blown laugh. Others may have become hurt from this display, but witnessing your joy warms my heart to overwhelming degrees.
You compose yourself, “You what?”
I repeat with more confidence, “I wish to fly with you.”
“Like, you want to go on a trip?”
“Not just any normal trip. I wish to go out of this world with you. We would fly to the untraveled and the unknown. Where stars become our new clouds, for we would soar not through skies, but galaxies.”
You notice the seriousness in my eyes. With a smile to behold, you begin to question me.
“And what of air? Wouldn’t we need to breathe.”
“Well what of air? In your presence, breathing is a struggle regardless. What difference would it make being lightyears away?”
“Okay then. How about the unknown lands? Wouldn’t they be scary?”
“Scary? With you, that’s a foreign feeling. Simply a word. No, just an arrangement of letters.”
Your cheeks redden ever so slightly. “So, how long will we fly?”
“For however long we’d like. Time no longer has control over us. Together, like my love for you, is infinite.” I pause. My eyes lighten up. “That’s it. Those are my feelings for you. They could not be bound by the constraints of simple words or of time. An infinite love. That is my love for you.”
You take my hand with your vibrant smile. “When would you like to leave?”
I kiss your forehead softly and return a vibrant smile of my own.
“Whenever you like, love. Whenever you like.”