I could hear hundreds or quite possibly thousands of feet scuffling all around us, but all I saw were his big brown eyes that made the butterflies in my stomach dance. We stood together in silence, both of us too afraid to utter a single word. Neither of us daring to take the risk because one sound, one syllable, one word might steal the moment away. The loud rustling of the leaves above us indicated that the wind was violently passing through, but all I felt was the warmth of his embrace that made me feel complete. It was a feeling I had longed and searched for, and finally I found it in his arms. The corners of his mouth rose, forming a smile. I wanted to run my finger across it. I wanted to trace every line and every curve of his lips. But before I knew it, he was leaning in for a kiss. And as our lips met, every fiber of my being knew that this was love. And as I opened my eyes, I realized it was just a dream.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Around 4 days ago, my mom and her friend went cherry picking. A bus picked them and many others up in front of a random church and off they went in their merry way to a farm. After a few hours, my mom came back with a big box full of cherries. It's all I ate for the past few days. It's very addicting! And every bite reminded me of my best friend Alexa back in California who is absolutely in love with cherries. One time in English class, I just saw her randomly snacking on some cherries hidden in the front pocket of her backpack (we sat next to each other) and when she offered me some, I couldn't refuse. So the whole time in class we just ate cherries and ignored whatever our very annoying teacher was lecturing about. Lol. Good times. <3