Beautiful Day

We were lying in the park, holding hands, enjoying our last Saturday together, when she asked the oddest question.

“How sweet would a zombie apocalypse be? We could live solely on impulsive decisions.” Blake shifted in the grass as another gust of wind blew through our souls. She was a beautiful thinker. Her nose scrunched up and her eyes narrowed when she thought.

“Explain that one for me.” I loved to hear her talk.

“Alright, let’s put it this way. If you’re going to die one way or another, why waste time being responsible? It’s a ‘one for all and all for one’ kind of situation. Impulsive and survival modes would set it. If I was getting hunted by a bunch of zombies, I sure as hell wouldn’t wait around for the rain; I’d dance in it anyway.” She looked over at me and grinned. I closed the arms length distance between us and slid my palm around her profound jaw line, rubbing my thumb along her freckled cheeks. Her eyes closed and she smiled. I smudged her lips with my thumb slowly, feeling the ridges in the skin. Her smile disappeared, but I knew she was content. The wind blew again, rustling her hair, blowing it around her face. She stayed put, though, unafraid. I watched her.

“I dare you to kiss me.” I whispered. Her blue eyes popped open, smiling. The instant her lips met mine, I was in heaven. We broke, still keeping each other very close. Our noses were touching.

“You drive me crazy.” Her voice was loud enough to pull me back to reality.

“All this time, I already thought you were insane.” I winked and bit her lower lip, tugging. She crawled on my chest, wrapping her arm around my torso.

“I love you,” she whispered, playing with the hairs on my chin.

“I love you, too, Blue Rose.” With my right hand, I pulled her closer, and with my left, I lifted her chin and kissed her lightly.