I don't know why its taken me so long to write about this. It happened last sunday. Sunday, January 2, 2005 , at 5:27 pm. Location - Patrick's house. This is my point of view, how I saw it in detailed slow motion.
5:22 pm (Estimated time)
Cuddling with my baby on the couch in his living room - the frontmost thing in his house. The Christmas tree in the left corner, always in view. My eyes were closed. Honestly I can't say I remember what we were talking about, but deep in discussion we were.
5:26 pm (E.t.)
Pat's mom walks throught the garage on hte other side of the house. I hear it with my ears, and open my eyes and kinda sit up. She walks throught the front entrance and quickly says 'Krista, your mom is here, she's outfront.' As a joke I respond 'Hope my sis isn't driving.' I lean over to Pat and hug him whispering 'I might as well say goodbye now.' A soft cry is almost heard. The hug doesn't last too long as as I start to get up, the clock strikes another minuet.
5:27 pm (VERY close to actual time)
His hand slid down my arm as I stood. It caught on my wrist as he tightened his grip and called my name and gently gave a small tug back. I turned and 'fell' into him. My eyes closed, always afraid of falling and softly hit him, a blinked from a closed eye potition and say that his eyes werw falshes shut. Finaly settled in his arm our lips met for a breif moment. I was of course the one to pull away, and in good time too, his mom and mine came throught teh door, but I was too quick. I was already in teh living room, Pat close behind.
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I don't exactly knew what happened, and the reason I call it Heaven or hell, is becuase for that mere 20 seconds, I was in heaven, but keeping the secret - is hell. I know I must, for its my duty.
 .Tea.Bag. · Thu Jan 06, 2005 @ 06:52am · 1 Comments |
