Love Essay
Anonymous
Holding her hand sets melodies off in my head. A swirl of sounds and colors. A mix of blue and purple, with a dash a yellow. An upbeat tempo, with a piano in the background. A sense of comfort, safety, and protection. Two parts molded into one, as if we are not separated at all. We are one.
I lean closer to her side. Side to side we sit together. It makes the two of us warmer, despite the already sunny weather. I close my eyes, and time seems to slow around me. I did not want to make a sound, fearing it would ruin the moment. We sat in silence together, but I could not be happier.
We broke apart for a second, as our attention was drawn elsewhere. The melodies disappeared. The sense of comfort vanished. The colors, forgotten. My eyes scan the courtyard, trying to find the source of the disturbance when there was a tug at my heart. I ignore it, along with the disturbance, and I turn back to my friend; a term I wish to change. My hand returns to hers, and everything feels right again.
The melody returns to my head, and a smile breaks across my face. I rest my head on her shoulder, and a splash of green joins the swirling colors. We laugh together, and she rests her head on mine. There is another tug at my heart, but once again I ignore it. She steals a fry from my tray, only to become irritated by something around me, and throws the fry instead. I watch the fry fly across the sky, to miss its target and land in the garbage can.
Another tug, a little more forceful. She notices my discomfort and squeezes my hand. I close my eyes, once again. Everything seemed perfect. No more tugs, no more mistakes. The sense of comfort rushes through my senses. The sounds around me fade, the melodies making me happy. My attention was fixated on her, and our arms