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? :)