Wednesday, February 15, 2006
VALENTINES DAY (FICTION)
We’ve been hanging out for quite a while, you knew I like you since I said it in the first place. I was cocky to say that the reason I’m trying to befriend you is that I was attracted to you however; I knew you were attracted to me. I could see it in your eyes when I speak, the way your body tells me as what I’ve read and took into heart.
I’m far from the teenager that I was, I’ve gained experience and I’ve been scarred as well as what many our age has been. I dazzle you with my silver speech for I’ve been honing it for years and you bask at my confidence and assuring smile. Sincerity flows from my every gesture and articulate thoughts.
You never thought I’d skip work just to surprise you; I’ve always taken my job seriously, always the professional despite how frustrated and stressed with my responsibilities. Yet, here I am three dozen roses in hand and a box of Godiva Chocolates before you.
Is that your cheeks blushing that I notice? Is that envy that I see from your co-workers? I bask at the attention and I feel pride welling in me as I take a step closer to you.
We meet in between and you ask me what I’m doing here?
“Isn’t it obvious?” I said and continued with, “The flowers and chocolates are for your boss so you can skip work.”
I was kidding; the flowers and chocolates were for you. You were free for lunch and we ate at a nearby quaint restaurant. I made reservations for the both of us and we slipped into an easy conversation with lots of humor.
We bid our goodbyes and you were thinking I’ll be heading back to my office but I didn’t. I waited until work ended, I said when we met up I bought tickets for this small valentines concert.
Everything went smoothly, our hands seemed to find each other and entwined as we watched the concert. I felt a swelling in my chest when you leaned your head against my shoulder in the middle of the show. I took heart of every second after that and you smelled wonderful. I guess I really am a sentimental but let’s just keep it between the two of us.
Dinner was fine, you were craving for this cuisine and we had what you wanted, I didn’t tell you I had plans for dinner but it was an evening that was meant for you and so, I shall yield towards your whims.
We were finally at your home, I wasn’t expecting a kiss but I read it from your body. I leaned over, you closed you eyes but I stopped an inch away from your lips however, you eased towards mine to seal the end of the evening. It was gentle and longing kiss of two people whose feelings towards each other are blooming to something more.
posted by vinz @ 3:59 PM
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