Love.

A very short story that I just wrote a few minutes ago.

He looked on as people, young and old, strolled by him. Some were holding hands and others held their dog’s leash, but all came to enjoy their afternoon. The young man was tall and slender, with dark brown eyes and hair that was only a touch lighter. His hand brushed his chin where he had a small yet deep cut, obtained while shaving earlier that day. He had agreed to meet his love interest here, but she was running a bit late. His eyes drifted past all the faces of women as they passed by, but not one had proven to be hers. As he stared out the park gate and crossed his arms to protect from the chilly breeze, he hoped that he hadn’t been stood up. A hand slipped into his pocket to check his phone for the time, but it did not seem to pass at all. The phone disappeared into the same pocket, and an mp3-player appeared from another one. The earplugs were guided into place, for he wished the music would make time flow and bring her to him just a bit sooner.

A full hour later he still stood there, feigning to have faith in the girl’s swift arrival. Just when he had decided to quickly get a drink at the store across the street, he felt two arms reaching around his sides and pulling him back. The adolescent man smiled as he turned around, so that her beauty might grace his eyes. His arms followed her example and hugged back, and his head leaned down for his lips to meet hers. When his fingers traced from her back to her sides and tickled her, she couldn’t help but giggle and pushed him back. The grin on the man’s face then turned into a warm smile, as he studied her appearance. Her long brown hair fell just past her shoulders, and her big eyes reminded him of a song by Van Morrison. She was about a head shorter than him, but almost equally slim. Her body was covered in a simple light blue dress that slightly accented her curves, making the girl even more beautiful to his eyes. After looking at her a little while longer, the male reached out for her hand and pulled her into his arms once more. This time it was the girl’s mouth that reached for his, and they engaged into a long and tender kiss. This was love. Nothing but pure, sweet, healing and timeless love.