Everything

I guess I can say that another chapter has ended in this moderately entertaining epic I call Life. I stood still when I should have leaped. I watched people pass me by when I should have wandered. I took myself for granted when I know I am better than any possibility. Yet, in this situation, I feel that I have done everything I could. People need the help of fate, destiny, karma, or whatever you call it to get what they want at times. Of course, a person must take some accountability of their situations, but c’mon! Everyone needs a little help from time to time. Give me a clue! Give me something?!

Situations don’t make the man, actions make the individual. Through this long and grueling process, my life has been on hold. I have pushed everything aside to become what I thought was to be a better person. Does that really matter when it comes to the matters of the heart? Maybe everyone needs to take time out to think of them selves, and it is okay to be selfish. Or so I hear.

I had all reason to, but never wanted to make a move. The moves I made were slow played and often capsized by petty arguments and not so calm silences. Everyday was another day in thought, and I had no idea where this engine would take me. I kept on patiently sitting in the passenger’s seat while destiny drove me to where she pleased. And destiny does not like a back seat driver.

So, now that I am at the crossroads. I have many decisions to make. Are these decisions really crucial for a happy life? Or is it that my mind has instilled itself in mediocrity and now anything that might be remotely spectacular is no longer on the table? Who knows? However, I will not sit here and justify that my life up till now has been anything short of amazing. The ride of life only leads to one place, yet everyone has their own twist and turns that they enjoy. Now, that this chapter has ended, I can move on to the next chapter and prove to myself that I am spectacular.

This chapter has ended. Or has it?

As the sun starts to hide itself behind the hills and light grayish blue is brushed into the sky, the wind picks up while lamp posts start gleaming. Who would have ever thought? Eric would be here in the presence of her beautiful self. To be an accomplice of the force of fate brings a sense of belief Eric had never felt before. His heart wants him to hold Lisa; yet he chooses not to rush the inevitable. Tonight is the night and he can spot the sparkle in her eye, even in the slight darkness of the room. The half smile she possesses while grabbing onto Eric’s fingers makes him melt in so many ways. He allows the night to take him to her little by little. He knows where he belongs, and it is right here in front of Lisa, saying absolutely nothing. His free hand floats to her ear where he grazes her soft hair to the back of her ear. Her eyes shut while a burst of sweet surrenders rush from her heart to her whole body which brings an inviting, yet unexplainable, tingly feeling. She lifts her head and he catches her right when her deep eyes unveil. She now is looking into him, into Eric’s inner self, into his dreams and hopes. She gazes into who he is and who he achieves to be. She furthermore observes that he was lost until she, whom is his torch, helped him find his way to her. This is the moment when the most comfortable, overwhelming experience fills the room. She is staring at Eric; he stares into her as her warm hands find the side of his face. He can not help but to smother his cheek into the palm of her soft hand. Their eyes meet again. Yet, Eric does not believe that he is here. Oh, to be an accomplice of the force of fate; quite a wonderful feeling. This amazing person is looking up at him like he has just rescued her. On the contrary, it was the other way around. Lisa saved Eric, and she is his light to help him find where he belongs, as long as she is with him.

The still of the night remains to be perfection at its best. Lisa remains to stare while Eric takes her hand to place on his shoulder. His hand finds the small of her back while they sway to the soft music whispering through the room. Their eyes are focused into each others. As the night becomes darker, their shadows leave the room until they are the only two left.  Alone. Time stands still, and yet seems the moment is passing by quickly all at once. Lost in each others arms, excitement flows through their veins while the caress of their hands stroke each other’s bodies.  A tender kiss from his lips to her forehead causes her eyes wail up.  Her head rest where his chest meets his shoulder while they barely move their feet. The soft music sets the mood of serenity, and their intentions sets the mood of passion.  At this moment, there is no where to go and neither plan on wandering anywhere. Eric has caught Lisa in his arms and he does not plan on letting go.