Now That We’re Drawing The Beginning Of Our Story

Now that our hands make contact, almost unwillingly, and sparks fly every time we make contact. Now that we get smiles on each other’s faces and our gazes meet, without ever getting enough. Now that we have a book with blank pages… Now, our story begins. 

Our voices still sound a little shy to avoid our words becoming different from what we think. Our feet barely take a step so we avoid falling into disillusionment and seeing the bitter truth again.

I know this is the beginning of our story. It’s enough to want to be close to each other and spend time together. It is enough to see each other in silence, and let our emotions carry us away.

The beginning of our story

You may be thinking of me right now, without even knowing what to say to me, or whether to say anything at all. I know we do not know each other enough for you to know that I have spent all night thinking about you. Thinking about how you are.

I draw you as I imagine you. I think about the things you like and believe it’s a good start. It is something that starts slowly, due to the fear of failing because we have both failed so many times before. 

It’s now I start shaking when I know I’m going to see you. It is now that I lower my gaze and blush when you give me compliments. I have checked every single detail, just to produce only the best in me. Now, that’s the beginning of a story. It is the beginning of a memory. 

Now that we’re looking at each other so slowly

You and I are two blank pages. An entire book to be written. An empty space to be filled. What we begin today will be a part of our past tomorrow. But, that will always be our beginning. The beginning we both created, and in a certain way, it can only be filled with “now”. It can only be filled with present moments.

I do not know what may happen tomorrow, but I do not care. I prefer to focus on the present, and enjoy this beautiful thing we have together. 

My eyes do not allow me to see beyond what I have in front of me. My hopes and desires take power from my fears. And, why not this time? Why can this beginning not become the one being written without an end? It’s mine today, it’s my present, and I choose how I want it to be.

The beginning of our story

With you, everything seems new and exciting. Things have a different light and a different meaning. The butterflies I feel when we are together reveal my feelings. They push me to get better, and to start something new with you.

I know it’s never too late to try again, to try and risk it all, to create something new. That is why I allow myself to be carried away by this new beginning of our history.

I do not care what may come. We will deal with it. I do not care what path awaits us. I will take the risk of discovering everything that awaits us. It’s the beginning of something new and I want to enjoy it. That’s the day I’ve been waiting for. And I take it to myself. We make it ours.

This is the start I wanted, the blank page where I want to write again. This is the day we make ours. The words and smiles we give each other. Now, it’s time. Let’s enjoy it.