Saturday, March 29, 2014

Piece of My Heart

We were on a college visit, both from different places, but for the same reasons. We wanted to get away. You had a graduating class of 15 and I belonged to a class of 515. You were a southern gentleman, I, a Yankee angel. You were tall, I was short. We couldn't have been more opposite. . .you said you liked the way I laughed. So we smiled for those two hours, allowing our hands to hold as we refused to let time slip past us. I forgot to give you my number. But we'll never forget.

We were on a plane together. Both from different towns going to different places. You were going to a new home as I was on my way to the only home I'd ever known. We talked about sports and college and the crazy summer sun that refused to let up. Your eyes pierced mine. My head touched your shoulder just minutes before we touched down on the ground. Coming down from a high like that with a beautiful boy wasn't easy. I couldn't remember which terminal I had to go to. . .so I ran. I may have forgotten the terminal, but I'll never forget your sweet disposition.

We were at a debate tournament. My partner was out of the room as we exchanged pleasantries during the nightly prelims of the competition. When the judge asked for my name and was puzzled by it's masculine connotation, you smiled at me without missing a beat to say, "a pretty name for a pretty girl". Though the judge may have voted you down as my partner and I easily defeated you, you won my heart. The next morning the clock literally stopped as we were given a four hour break. I played with a tennis ball as you played with my hair. Our teams laughed at us. Our coaches forgot where we were. But we'll  never forget.



I can confidently say that I fell in love with each of the three mentioned above. For when I say fall in love, I mean that I gave a piece of my heart to them. I was never in love with them, but I fell in love with them. There is no right or wrong time to give someone a piece of your heart, to lend someone a few hours of your time, for they'll surely give it back to you when they meet you in your dreams.

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