Chapter 1: Chapter 1
I was a writer and he was too. We both spoke in languages that no one understood. Deep conversations where our souls were painted with words and our hearts bled from them.
We talked about everything and anything. All and all. We told each other our deepest secrets, our deepest fears. Our deepest desires and our deepest cravings.
He saw me in my weakest moments and I saw him in his. To the exception of that which we found too overbearing to let out we let out everything.
That was how it was with us. We were an open book. A book written in signs and languages only understood by the other party. I-him, him-me.
He was like an extension of my body, another of my soul. I was often tempted to believe that his blood flowed through my veins. That was how much I was in love with him, carelessly, hopelessly, foolishly and unconditionally. He was my all and all, my fire and solace, my only retribution.
Thinking of him made me smile and having the knowledge in my heart that I was soon to see him again that hot afternoon, gave me such unbelievable joy that I could not explain just like I couldn't explain how I loved him.
I didn't let my legs slow down, even when I walked passed people I knew, people I would have formerly acknowledged their presence, I didn't stop. I waved and I smiled but I didn't stop. How could I think of stopping when the only one who occupied my heart was waiting in a classroom so close I was nearly dying from anticipation.
Finally, I walked through the clay soil and unto tile ground, my eyes searched for him and my heart yearned for him as I looked into the windows that faced me.
Then my eyes found him. There he was sitting in all Majesty and Glory unaware that he had that much effect on the person that was me.
My heart stopped and jumpstarted, I inhaled and exhaled and then I smiled and frowned. I was doing anything and everything at that particular moment to hide the effect he had on me from him.
I was scared, very much scared that if he knew how much he affected me that he would break me. If he broke me, I wasn't sure I could ever be healed again.
Finally catching my breathe I stepped into the classroom with an amused expression on my face. I was so elated to see him,God!
Prior to meeting him I never knew that such happiness could exist within me.
His eyes were focused on the book he was holding firmly on top the desk when I walked in.
Room two which was the classroom he was, was at this time was mostly occupied by the senior law students, those in their final years or fourth years. I always felt uncomfortable coming in here except I had a class here or my friends were reading there and then maybe I would walk in to say hi to them and then leave.
On this occasion even though none of my two former conditions were met, I didn't care. I didn't! I guess I had to add another condition. That he was here. After all I belonged with him.
Watching him as I walked further into the room caused me to smile, the kind of smile that I could not suppress, the kind of smile that lightened the heart and made thy soul burn.
He looked up and smiled when his eyes met mine and then his gaze did not falter from mine. Although shyly I wanted to look away but I couldn't. He had me fixed.
He moved his glasses a little above the bridge of his nose so he looked more of a nerd than he was. His face was very thin just like the rest of his body.
I loved his chocolate skin. I loved it so much when laughed, he had the most beautiful set of teeth. A slight opening in front and the most beautiful brows. He claimed to have a pointed nose. Even though I didn't really see them or maybe I did but would rather die than to admit it. Not ready to feed his already over filled ego.
He did have a pointed nose.
I remember telling him that he looked like a grasshopper just to infuriate him. I won't say he was as handsome as the fairy tale Prince charming but I loved the way he looked. I love everything about him. Every single thing. From his beautiful eyes to every goddamn hair on his skin.
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