In a Galaxy Far, Far Away

You grabbed my hand to hold it and all felt right with the world. My stomach was doing flip flops. I was doing everything I could to prevent my teeth from chattering--that happens when I'm nervous. And, I was left speechless.

Me. Speechless.

I had waited for that moment, contemplated that moment, pictured that moment in my head for weeks and here it was. All I wanted to do was drink it in. I let you talk. I let you lead the way. My heart is pounding just thinking about it all now--all this time later. The world was going on around us traffic signals turning red then green, the sun lowering itself in the late afternoon and the only thing I could feel was your hand on mine. The only thing in my focus was how you kept squeezing my hand as if to make sure I was really there.

And I was there. I was there in that moment drinking in every detail behind my dark sunglasses. I felt safe behind them. They served as my last vestige of protection before you had me wholly. I knew once I let you see my eyes I could never hide anything from you again.

And so it was.