I lay awake tonight,
sleep departs from my weary soul.
It might be the effect of the caffeine i took this afternoon..
Or the moon in it's full bloom.
But i think it's something more.
Something more alive.
A reason with no explanation.
I think...
I think it's her...
The way she walked elegantly towards me, holding the tray of my order.
I saw flashes of the future;
a bride of mine,walking down an aisle
the way her scent-a mixture of vanilla and rose-caught inside my lungs when she got so close..
it felt like every breath i have is branded and exclusively for her
the way she smiled and the way her voice sounded when she asked "do you need anything else?"
like the melody of a violin to the tune of Franz Schubert's Ave Maria
So gentle and calm and warm
And the way I was hypnotized or crazy enough to respond...
You .
I need you in my life .
Will you marry me .
Draft.
I really wanted to write a short story and i do not know how to start. lol
And I don't even know if this is what a man really feels when he's inlove. I just wrote this after hearing FS' Ave Maria today on my way to work..
Suggestions anyone? :)