First Date

The day has finally come and I’m nervous. It’s my first date.

Today we’ll meet with just the two of us, face to face. It’s all I’ve ever wanted and yet I’m terrified! I wonder if she’s anxious about meeting me?

We haven’t met like this before, but we’re already so close that we’re a part of each other. I can’t imagine life without her; if it’s possible, I’ve known her ever since I’ve been.

I feel her heart beating fast when she’s excited. It’s different to how it beats when she holds back tears, trying to be brave. Slow. Deep. Heavy. I know that she cries when she’s on her own and thinks no-one knows.

I wish I was brave, but I’m not. I tremble. Darkness surrounds me and my world closes in. My stomach knots and my skull crushes my grey matter. I try to draw a breath but there’s no air.

There are voices around me, but I recognise none of them. They mean nothing to me; they’re not my love. My heart races, my vision blurs. I strain with all my strength to suck air into my lungs. I must breathe! I need oxygen almost as much as I need my love. Can’t one exist without the other?

I’ll be with her soon, but this very hope is the cause of my fear – and the cure. The time is clos...

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Paul Sterlini
Sep 3 2020

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Rod Webb
Sep 8 2020