Sunday, September 19, 2010

Outlines

The day had started out gray with a slight drizzle. The winds seeping through every crevice it could find,the garden still damp from the onslaught that was the night before. Everywhere was the smell of decaying leaves and dampened spirits. They were planning to go to the beach that morning just before they went on home. Just before they might go their separate ways after. There wasn't much to see, that was sure of though. The sea held an unfriendly sight: the sand a dark beige color, the sea a rolling foam of blue green. There must be something enchanting about walking the sand bare feet. Trailing footsteps must be something romantic. Of course, that would be if you were walking with your better other half.


It felt different today. A tingling glow was passing through two people who had not declared anything, yet were still public with how they felt for each other. Perhaps in time when they've waited long enough. When they've made certain what they really felt for each other. For now, they were enjoying the scenic views.



The firm grasp of his hand was comforting. It made her feel warm all over despite the coolness of the surroundings. Their smile was enclosing them in a bubble that no one else tried to invade. It was their own bubble, warm and comforting for both of them. He was closing his eyes, trying to catch his forty winks and she was looking him over. High-bridged nose, thin, heart-shaped lips, and a distinctive forehead. She didn't need to see his eyes to know that they were deep set and penetrating. She'd seen them before and they always managed to make her knees go jelly every time they'd hold each other's gaze. Seeing him now with eyes closed made her free to explore the outlines of his face. She was memorizing them. There was a nagging feeling that she will only be remembering those outlines remotely. There was that nagging feeling that she was losing him. But somehow engraving each detail in her mind, she was keeping a part of him with her even after he'd left.  Like she was engraving the details of the scenic views. With a sinking feeling, she looks away beyond those mountains.

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