I was with you when I had the night of my life.

November 24th, 2009.  The night I allowed my knees to get weak.

 

The sky was jet black, the wind was cold, but I was sweating as if I've jogged a hundred miles. I'm laying my cards on the table for everyone to see - you're the queen of my heart that's currently on my sleeve.

 

I suddenly felt stupid, hoping I could make you see the rainbow you brought to my life with colored glow sticks; wishing I could make you feel so high like the helium balloons I held tightly on my hand.  But they're all here now, I should be ready... I am ready.  I wanted it to be perfect - the music, the cues, the little fountain fireworks, my little speech, and, oh God, you're coming.

 

And there you were, your eyes still covered as they led you to where I was standing.  And then you opened your eyes and looked into mine, and I was out of breath.  It felt as if we were in a totally different setting - somewhere with bells and benches and flowers and white dresses.  I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

 

I really did surprise you, didn't I? Your cheeks were flushed with red, even through the darkness I could see your face.  And why wouldn't I see a face like that? You looked prettier than ever, so pretty I wished I could take you home forever.

 

If this isn't love, tell me what it is. ♫

 

You were standing right in front of me.  I know it's kinda off that I wrote my speech down and read it to you, but I knew I'd get lost in your eyes and that I'd get tongue-tied.  I was holding your hand, and you seemed to be shaking, and I was shaking too, and so did my voice.  As I finished, I looked up to you and took a deep breath; it felt like I already said my vows, but it didn't feel strange.

 

"Will you be mine again?"

 

Oh God, I don't even know if you heard me at all.  This time, my heart pounded, waiting and hoping for the sweetest...

 

"Yes."

 

The perfect words never crossed my mind 'cause there was nothing in there but you. ♫

 

And they lit up the little fountains around us and we moved in closer and I was falling for you again, right at that moment, when it felt like there was only you and me and the night sky and the sparks.  I was falling fast, and I didn't want to be saved.

 

December 13, 2008

November 24, 2009 (11/24 : 24-11=13)

The nights of my life.

glow sticks

...and fountains :)

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Touching and idiosyncratic, a well rehearsed and valiant effort. the delivery is shocking and imagery soothing, well done good read.