Her
mother wanted to know what she had for lunch. She read the question and began typing out her response
on Skype. Mothers somehow, always had to make sure they were on top of your
meal menus. Even if they were 3500 miles away. She paused in her description
of her tortillas and beans to look up.
He was
sitting opposite her. She caught him bending down, earphones plugged in; he
rested his head on the table, cushioned by his elbows.
She could see only the top of his head now, just over his laptop that blocked it. And
reflexively, her lips parted... a great feeling of affection warmed her. She couldn't understand it. Her
mouth slowly curved upward, eyes began to crinkle. The gentle pace of the smile, a result of the overwhelming intensity of emotions.
He lifted
his head suddenly, she instantly turned her face such that her hair hid it... quickly - and thankfully - cognizant of her joyful countenance, very convinced that he shouldn't
see it.
"Oye."
He said and stood up.
She
pulled her hair back nonchalantly, as if to tie a pony, and looked at him
enquiringly.
"I
think I'll go sleep."
"What?
Where?"
"There...
on the couch" He pointed. She nodded.
She
watched him as he took his laptop and walked over to the couch adjacent to the
long windows. He drew the shades, and moved the short table nearer. She saw
him stretch his legs and adjust his laptop gingerly at the edge of the
table. He then leaned back, as far as his earphones allowed him. And closed his
eyes.
Her heart
swelled with happiness as she watched him. A curious warmth flooded through
her. Overwhelmingly joyful fondness at seeing him... sleep. Emotions that she surprisingly couldn't keep from shaking her steady
mind.
She
caught her reflection on the screen of her phone, lying on the table. An ecstatically glad girl
beamed back at her, looking unusually beautiful, she realized. This was how she
appeared?- WHY so happy?! The girl's brows furrowed, a slight uncertainty creeping
into her expression.
Her
iTunes changed songs then. ♫ ~I'm falling even more in love with
you~ ♫♪
2 comments:
Desperate for changing, starving for truth. Correct, no?
:) I'm closer to where I started, chasing after you.
Yeah. Spot on!
Post a Comment