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.