Warning : This post is super cheesy and highly personal. But me being me i’m still gonna post it! :P
I looked at the night sky but couldn’t see anything. The clouds blocking the full moon yet a faint light lingers around escaping from the cotton cloud.
“I see... ah ha.. okay” i said now and then to my friend on the other line. He decided to call me in the middle of the night to share his break-up woes.
I was at the terrace to attend his call since i don’t want to disturb the other girls. That night we had a small party and a whole bunch of us were crashing at a friend’s place.
But my thoughts were far from the conversation i was in. My eyes going back and forth to this guy in Black-Cap who sat there smoking with the wind. He was one of my closest friend. And it was just coincidence that even he decided to come up the terrace for a smoke.
I talked for another half an hour on phone. I think i finally convinced the other end of the line that his love life will resume in near future or did i told him to forget the bitch and move on? I don’t remember really. So after i hung up i was with Black-Cap feeling extremely happy to have another together moment with him.
It must have been obvious that i had developed a small crush towards him recently. I lightened up whenever he was around. He was capable of making me laugh like no one else could. He was easy to be around and i was myself when i was with him.
If i was a good girl, i would have gone back inside and sleep. But i liked being with him. And i always do what i like. So we sat and talked and laughed. I don’t know how much time passed by. It was not relevant anymore.
The wind finally won the fight with the clouds. They cleared up. And i saw stars jumping out one after the other. Even the moon started to peep out and it was orange, almost red. I always remember the look of the moon that night.
We both stand up involuntarily as if in respect to the magnificent view of the red moon. I explained to him that this is a rare phenomenon, much rarer than a blue moon. He held my hand and said “Some things in life are meant to be missed”
I guess i was influenced by the settings, i taught him a slow dance. He was clumsy and cute. And we laughed like hell. So we danced in the moonlight forgetting everything else. And i say it was one of the most beautiful moment of my life.
The whole place lit up with the soft rays from the moon and the stars. I felt like the Gods aligned the universe to give me that one perfect moment and i wish it would never end.
I looked at his eyes and i knew he loved me. It was as simple as that. I knew. Yes, I knew before he confessed that night.
My heart beating wildly when he said I was everything that he ever dreamt of. And that I’m his definition of a perfect girl. He said he had loved me for a long time and many other cheesy romantic shits which seemed very wonderful at that time.