My Moment.

“Look at me,” he says, his hands gripping onto my cheeks lightly but with force.

I raise my gaze and our eyes meet and those baby blues pierce into me sending shivers up my spine, making my back arch.

I’ve never been this close with someone. I’ve never felt this connected before. It doesn’t feel real.

But, at the same time, it feels more real than anything I’ve known before. My heart is beating quickly. I’m nervous as hell. What if I’m doing it wrong? What if I’m over analyzing the way he’s looking at me? What if he can’t feel the connection we have like I can?

He says my name again and I snap out of my head. I look into his eyes again and I’m lost, gone forever into a bliss I haven’t felt before, not with anyone. This is one of those rare moments we wait a lifetime to feel and I’m in it and I’m savoring the way his fingers feel on my flesh. I’m memorizing the curves of his body. I’m inhaling his scent. I’m taking snapshots in my mind of those brilliant blue eyes and the way they tell me there isn’t anyone else in the world. It’s just us. Him and me. The rest of the world is lost to us.

I won’t forget. I’ll bundle up this memory, tuck it safely into the back of my mind and bring it out and peer closely at it when things get rough. This moment won’t be lost. Our magic won’t be lost. I have faith in very few things. But this, this I have faith in. I found my moment.


“What we wait around a lifetime for with one person, we can find in a moment with someone else.”
— Stephanie Klein (Straight Up and Dirty: A Memoir)