Long time
ago when I was young and VERY shy, I was at a function. The kind of event
that's usually in a ballroom and there is assigned seating. Maybe a wedding,
but I was alone. I remember that much. I also remember the low lighting and
soft music playing. Everything that the light, from the small dim lamps, could
not reach was illuminated by only a candle. The soft music matched this mood
and it came from a sting quartet away at the corner.
I was up walking around taking in this beautiful scene and made my way back to
my table. Just before I reached to pull my chair out. A girl stopped me. I was
stunned for a moment by her beauty. She asked me to dance. I was not much of a
dancer, but the song that was playing was slow. So, I agreed and she pulled me
by the arm through the maze of tables.
We stopped at the dancing area and just looked at each other for a moment.
Still stunned by her, I felt a sense of numbness. The kind where you don't know
if your knees are going to give out and you feel little control over your legs
and feet. So, We danced VERY slowly. She had these dark eyes that attracted
every little bit of candlelight from the tables. It had this shimmering effect
and I just stared into them. Feeling as if I was truly looking deeper within
her, I became lost. This was totally unexpected. When the dance was over, she
said "Thank you" and gave me a hug.
I went back to my seat. I was flustered to say the least. I just couldn't think
straight. I didn't know what to do next. My thought process was this. She was
forward enough to ask me to dance. If she truly liked me, she would have said
something more. So, what did I do? I let her go. We both left without meeting
again. In fact, the last I saw of her was that last hug goodbye.
In my peaceful times, this memory will eventually find me. Walking on the
beach, looking over an empty field, even having coffee on the porch. I will
always come across this replaying in my mind. This memory is the most beautiful
memory I have. Yet, the ending thought is plagued by what I did. I cowered away
in the face of love. Not only did I let love slip through my fingers, I
literally turned my back on it.
They say that love comes when you're not looking for it. But I will tell you
this. When it DOES come, be ready and go with the flow.
hope you enjoyed reading!
Amelia /Archana
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