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_isabella 57F
327 posts
10/23/2016 1:39 am
A Passage to India




And so it was .. that we shared our last evening together under the warmth of a late November moon. I remember so clearly how the west wind wrapped itself around me, nudging me forward as it touched my skin, gentle fingers tugging playfully at my hair as I made my way towards your apartment. Everything about that time was special. The sights, the sounds .. every last detail imprinted upon my memory as clear as the stars that filled the autumn sky that night.

When I came upstairs you had your suitcase open on the bed after spending the day packing, trying with all your might to squeeze 500 shirts into what must have seemed like a tiny little box. Well - at least one good thing came of it. When you come back next year you'll know not to bring so much with you. Just take what's important - cause the rest you can always buy when you get here.

But no looking at that suitcase anymore - cause it only reminds me of what I've tried so hard every single day to forget. Put it on the floor .. hide it away in the closet. I can think of so many better things that your bed can be used for. So many other intoxicating, indescribable, pleasure oriented things! Besides .. after a day of lifting and packing and standing on a scale with a 55 lb suitcase over your head ... you could use some soft hands to help you massage that tingly, mint flavored oil into your back. I tell you to lie down as I reach up to help you take off your shirt .. and as I straddle you - the coldness of the oil is soon replaced by the warmth of my hands easing away some of that late afternoon stress. How wonderful it is to have you under me .. your muscles relaxing under my touch as I kiss you softly, inhaling the heady fragrance of your cologne mixed with the pure, clean smell of soap.

And then you roll over and I'm reminded once again of just how beautiful your eyes really are. I've always been attracted to a mans' eyes .. and although you tell me there is nothing special about them .. well let's just say you haven't seen them from my point of view. They are dark and passionate and they can bring me to my knees with a single glance. They reveal your innermost feelings - and when I look deep within, I can see a love that might never be spoken - but is so obviously there.

It's so tempting to get carried away and give in to this desire - but one of us needs to keep a clear head and make some dinner plans before it's too late. A suggestion of dinner for two at Earl's goes over well - and you drag us both out the door before it gets too late and we miss the opportunity. A return to the place where we met - for one last meal together. It strikes me as bittersweet in a way - both of us knowing that although this is the place where we met - it will now also become the starting point of our departure.

It doesn't take long before the waitress seats us, the food is ordered .. and there you are - sitting directly across from me with a smile on your face. Smiling cause you know how incredibly irresistable you are .. and all thanks to that damn hat of yours! Yeah you know which one I'm talking about. Let's just call it your secret weapon and be done with it - shall we? Hope you'll be wearing it the day you return from India and we see each other again .. just like it was the first time!

Once again the light catches your eyes and I long for nothing more than to sink into their soft brown depths and never come up for air. You definitely have me under your spell. I'm helpless. Captured beyond the point of no return by your beauty and your kindness and the love that I see inside. I belong to you now and for always .. and for always I am yours .. body, mind .. heart and soul.

And then a song comes on .. a very special song .. and you notice. And the very fact that you notice makes my heart skip a beat. If I meant nothing to you - you would not remember something so small and inconsequential. But you do - and I smile again because it's showing. And as I sit here writing this .. the tears begin to fall because this connection that we have .. this love that we share - has been a gift from God. And I'm so thankful and so humble and so in awe that I could be the lucky girl who found a place in your heart.

I hope you will understand when I say that the rest of that evening is much too personal to share. As I told you before I want to keep some things sacred and private - so that when the nights get cold I have something for myself. Something comforting to hold onto when I long for your touch .. but you're a million miles away.

And now here we are. Time has finally run out. And although this will be the end of my writing .. it will most definitely not be the end of us! You gave me a gift this morning when you told me that you love me. A gift that eclipses anything I could have ever dreamed of. I will hold it sacred and never ever forget how precious it is. We belong to each other now .. for all time. And there is nothing in this world .. absolutely nothing - that can ever break this bond that we share. I have already begun to count the days until you are back with me again and we can start making plans for the future. The words I keep in my heart will be the tie that holds us together until that day.

Milte rehna hamesha! You are (and always will be) my heart!
~~ Isabella

I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life and I thought
"Hey, you know, this could be something"
Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing

So maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one

I remember every look upon your face
The way you roll your eyes
The way you taste
You make it hard for breathing
Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everything's okay
I'm finally now believing

That maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one

I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life and I thought, "Hey,"

And maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking

Ooh ooh ooh I can't live without you
Cause, baby, two is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
But I'll figure it out
When all is said and done
Two is better than one
Two is better than one


Boys Like Girls
Two is Better Than One




true love has a habit of coming back ...