You see me across a crowded room, chatting with a colleague
My long dark hair still shines with the smooth softness you remember
Can I feel your gaze?
My conversation partner departs and I look up at you
Of course I knew you were there
My brow furrows a little
I cannot smile
My chest feels tight
Crushing
How long have I been ignoring this feeling that makes it impossible to breathe?
My eyes are so dark they pierce you
You had forgotten that feeling
Shining
Like a looking glass
For a moment the ground seems unsteady under your feet, you look around but no one else seems to notice
You look back at me
Our eyes are locked
The space and the time between us
fold
tectonic collapse
Drawing us closer...
You are drawn into my eyes, falling into their depth...
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"I won. That monster is going to be behind bars, where he belongs, for a very long time." I look exhausted, but proud as you pour us each another glass from the carafe. After all these years, still you love seeing the satisfaction in my eyes and the strength in my heart when I have served the people well, bringing all manner of criminals to justice. We each have chosen work that is so important, but often dark and emotionally taxing. You are proud to be my partner. I am even more proud to be yours. More and more each day, we are completely in love. I hold up my glass: "This is yummy."
Our favourite restaurant. A tiny candlelit hole-in-the wall with incredible food and an even better wine list. We are regulars here. I am wearing a forest green A line that flares below the knee. It is very open in the front, highlighting my clavicles and the necklace you gave me with the single rose on a vine. It picks up the ribbon of silver in my hair that betrays our passing years. You are wearing my favourite shirt, your cufflinks bear the etching of a tree. You still look incredible.
"He was good." I say as you gesture to the young waiter to bring us our bill.
"He was green."
"Weren't we all once?"
"Well done, my man." We pay. "Tell Sam and Allison that we say you are a keeper."
"Thank you, sir. Have a wonderful evening."
"Do you have one of those for me too?"
"One of which?"
"A big... tip." I grin mischievously and slide my toes up your thigh to bring home my pun. You roll your eyes at me, but my ploy worked. Oops. Good thing you wore a long coat this evening. "I love you."
"I love you more."
I am smiling "... We are so lucky to love eachother most."