Breathtaking

I was speeding down the alleyway on my bicycle, but so was the truck at the intersection. It's weird, I felt the pain like a wave just about to crash, surging up my nerves, but it never came. I was gone before then. It's still a blurry memory, but the only thing I remember is your blue jeans and brown eyes

The summer of junior year, on that picnic day. Remember, it was windy and you wanted it to rain? I started singing. You always said I sounded ten times better when I sang with the stars out, so I kept singing until the sun slipped past the horizon. We looked up at the stars, and I hummed melodies about you. Maybe you knew then.

You danced as I laughed and sang some more. The grass swayed with you, white flowers and moss reaching out. The light and joy in your soul radiated out in sensational ripples. I made lullabies for the beauty and magnificence that is you.

The moon peeked out. He rejoiced your ethereal radiance with me. You watched the stars and I watched you.

The truck had nothing on that.