WEBSITE: http://loveisaguita...
LOCATION: Washington
RECORDS: 43
LATEST RECORD: over 1 year ago
JOINED: August 25, 2010
LOCATION: Washington
RECORDS: 43
LATEST RECORD: over 1 year ago
JOINED: August 25, 2010
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Just a short simply story about a moment of love and peace and calm: The car was full of other people’s confidence and good fashion, but there I sat in the back seat behind the passenger forgotten with my dark jeans, t-shirt, and blue flannel. Beside me I could feel Amy’s Converse covered feet tap the beat as she shook in her seat, dancing with Kimberly on the other side of her. I peered out the tinted window and painted the night scene with the colors of my imagination while trying to ignore every muscle in my body that urged me to join in with the singing and dancing that the rest of the backseat was engaging in. As the car took a sharp left and Rick from the front seat said sorry I could feel Amy lean into me with the turn. The car settled back into a straight path and Amy stayed in the same spot, leaned into me, pushing herself just below my shoulder and now the tapping of her feet set the tempo for my beating heart. I turned my head towards the inside of the car and found my face lost in her hair and as I began to turn back towards the window she turned her head and whispered below the music, “This is when you put your arm around me.” She wasn’t whispering the lyrics, she was speaking to me. I looked back at her, and she smiled in a way she had never done before. As if she were telling me everything I wanted to hear and she knew it, as if she were a siren and I was a sailor, as if she was God and I was a lost prophet. I lifted up my arm and placed it around her shoulder and I felt like I was wrapping myself around her. As my final finger rested on her shoulder, I could feel her hand rest on my leg and I turned, looking back out the tinted window, this time counting the moments we stayed like this by numbering the passing trees, for they were both gifts from God. I lost count. |
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