Him

A person so firmly imprinted in your memory, so unforgettable, leaving a mark that cannot be erased, makes you miss, every moment you had with him. And this vision, one in your mind, more importantly, in your heart, causes your mind to be constantly in rewind mode, going back in time, reliving them over and over and over again, never wanting them to fade.

Standing straight and tall, having just the right proportion and height, he makes a strong, powerful, mesmerizing presence. With skin the colour a rich brown, healthy tan, flawless complexion, further creates the irresistible draw. His hair, a natural black, perhaps with shades of brown, split in the centre, ruffled by the wind, serves only to impress deeper.

And then, his eyes; gentle, soft chocolate brown eyes, eyes that speak of a character so fascinating, compelling you to be so curious to find out more, and more. If by chance, he looks your way, and no matter by accident or on purpose, looks into yours as well, you find yourself being helplessly pulled, as if by some unknown power, until you are not aware of what is around you anymore. Because this is of luck, his glance bores into you, meaning much more than anything other people say or talk about. You try to search, comprehend, maybe just a little, of what is hidden in his gaze, before he turns away, perhaps afraid to send you the wrong message, unaware that he has already done irreparable damage, leaving your heart in chaotic bits.

Beneath his eyes, his nose comes into notice, straight and sharp, contributing more to his features. Next, a full, sensitive mouth, which curves into a smile every now and then, and if ignited with laughter, curves more to reveal a row of beautiful teeth. When this occurs, rays of happiness seems to spread and find their way into your heart, making you want to smile and laugh as well, wanting to share what was it that made him so joyful.

Another step more, hearing his voice, a voice like velvet, soft, gentle, understanding yet with a hint of hidden humour. The moment he opens his mouth to speak, your attention is commanded, listening to him whole-heartedly, seeing if you can catch a glimpse of him in what he is saying, expressing, finding yourself unable to do anything else, concentrating solely on him. Following of which you seek chances, opportunities to engage him in conversations, trying to hear and remember, his voice, or maybe just for the pleasure it gives, listening….



I wonder….