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Apr 2016
IT RANG OUT LIKE A SHOT!
Those three words.
Left my body frozen in place
as my mind raced for a response.
Your eyes searched mine -
like hounds for a fox -
Chased me through
thickets
and tunnels
and brush.
Left no stone unturned
nor stream uncrossed in your search.

IT RANG OUT LIKE A SHOT!
Those three words.
Snatched me from my stupor
and left me face-to-face
with the muzzle of your emotions.
Loaded and cocked,
I could see your tongue ready to pull the trigger.

IT RANG OUT LIKE A SHOT!
Those three words.
Couldn't hear myself think
or feel
anything
other than my lips
mouth those three words.
Last thing I remember
is your sinister, sweet smile
claiming your reward - my lifeless body-
after unloading the final shot...

"I love you"
IT RANG OUT LIKE A SHOT!*
Those three words.
A reflection on the first time someone says "I love you" in a romantic sense.
Chris-Tyler Young
Written by
Chris-Tyler Young
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