Love

Love 

I felt a tingle run from my throat to the pit of my stomach. My breath was breathing. Although I used oxygen to absorb his presence. I was still short of breath. As he gazed down at me with eyes full of passion. I stopped breathing. He had control over my spirit. 
I seen his energy glisten across his eyeballs and into my personal space. 

As I breathed in his being it mingled with my breathing breath. 

I felt happiness as my stomach did a dance. I looked into his eyes and felt the opportunity to be abnormally happy. When I gazed up at him, I couldn’t think. I only felt.

I knew what it felt like to have no control of my breathing, all the while witnessing my spirit dance with another. 

He made me paralyzed. 

He stole all the intentions I had to withhold my love and he made me love him. 

He made it so hard to hate him because his eyes exhibited what happens when you fall and trip over someone’s soul. 
I caught him off guard. 

But once he laid eyes on me, his feelings were nothing but a secondary reaction of what his heart already decided. 

It was love at first sight. 

What happened after was only a countdown to us accepting our fate. The moment we fell in love was just a mere reminder of the inevitable. Today we share a love that’s so profound we don’t know what to do with it. We are witnesses to our hearts building a life together but our minds are way behind in the process.

-Rebekah Christie (March 31,2014)