Stargazer (short story)
Summary: Written about my love, on a (surprise!) stargazing date with her. And damn, may I say that she's so flawlessly magnificent.
It was a silent night under the twinkling stars, spent together. Her hair was splayed all over the blanket, her eyes fixed on the endless sky. She looked absolutely breathtaking; her milky way skin glowed under the moonlight. The way her fingers clutched the soft blanket slightly, as if she had to hold onto the ground to keep herself from floating up into the sky. I had never before witnessed something as indescribable as this-she was a sore sight for the eyes. I turned my body to face her, my hand had slowly moved to take her own in mine. The moment our fingers came into contact, she immediately grasped my fingers and turned the corners of her lips into a slight grin. I ducked my head and smiled to myself, a light pink spread over my cheeks. It was little things like this that made me the happiest girl in the world. Little things such as her saying, 'I love you' at random times during the day and her kissing my forehead and telling me that I'm the only one for her. Little things, as I said. She turned her head to match mine, her eyes had meet mine in a moment of infiniteness. And what I saw would've made me weak at the knees if I had been standing. I saw the stars dancing in her eyes, I saw universes being created and destroyed in a fraction of a second. Her pupils reflected the beautiful skies that were so mysterious. She was all of this, and more-she was my entire universe. I couldn't explain it even if I attempted to, I can't wrap my mind around how crazy perfect she is in every angle. Every inch of her body and soul was fit like a jigsaw puzzle piece, curved so intricately for that one person. Was I that person? I wasn't sure yet, but I knew one thing for sure about her: I wouldn't mind spending forever with her, the whole damn things, with her. Marry that woman and cry as she walks down the aisle following a trail of rose petals. Kiss her and make her feel as if she never has before, like she has been lit ablaze in passion. Adopt a child with her and take on the many challenges of parenthood with her. And lastly, grow senile with her and still feel as I did from the moment I saw her face. I wouldn't mind any of those things one bit. I squeezed her hand gently, placing my head on her chest to listen to the rhythm of her heart. She was my girl, my angel, and most importantly- She was my Stargazer.
