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The grass was very well cut, I knew by the fresh scent invading my nose. But it quickly faded, giving place to a very well known smell I'd recognize from miles away. Tearing my eyes away from the floor, I gazed at the view. The beautiful orange, rose, purple and blue tones of the sky created the most exquisite sunset my eyes ever witnessed. But it wasn't the view - well, not from the landscape - that gave me goosebumps.
It was her, standing there like she wasn't the main part of the piece of art.
The delicate pastel dress hugged perfectly from her collarbones to the wrists and waist, as I always liked to be, and let loose around the hips and legs, ending by her feet, covered by graceful clear shoes. She looked like an fairy, with the long strands of hair curling at her back as dark as the night. But not as the look she gave me when turned her head towards my direction.
The most endearing eyes I've seen in my life. Among with the thin lines from her nose, jaw and rosy cheeks, they created a singular and harmonious face, the face of an angel.
Her blood-colored lips said my name, and I slowly fell into their trance. They could've killed me, burn me alive, destroy my whole soul, but also mend my broken pieces, heal my heart and save me. But yet, they never caused me any harm.
"Hi." I couldn't manage to respond anything else back. My chest was almost exploding and I knew this wasn't a heart attack - I knew very well -, but the feeling made me almost as dizzy. I wasn't drunk, not even a little bit.
Just in love. So deep.
So here I was, standing beside her, looking at the glorious view - she.
"Do you like it?" Her soft expression with the smallest of smiles made me melt. The puddle of me could only say a word.
"Stunning." I replied, voice barely above a whisper. She closed her eyes, smiling a little more, and suddenly locked her eyes with mine, turning serious again.
Fuck.
Those two irises, keeping the entire universe of stars in them, held me for as long as they wanted, not breaking for a second our slim moment.
"I love you."
My confession slipped out of my mouth, tumbling through my tongue, eager to find the heart it belonged to. Suddenly, the world was halt in my head and, for the length of a heartbeat, time stopped just to check on both of us.
Her cheeks spread a light pink just like watercolor, breaking the thin ice separating us. I beamed, watching the corners of the scarlet lips turn upwards as well. As innocent as that face could be, it would also hide me so many secrets behind.
But I was certain. I trusted her with my life, after all.
"I love you too." Her whisper shattered me to the ground. There wasn't once a day I didn't think of those words said to me with such fondness, coloring slowly my whole interiors with another bustle of life.
Ending the small, but infinite gap separating us, I standed in front of her, the love of my life, and got closer. My sight was her, only she could bring me the most wonderful sensations through my body like now.
A tingle in my mouth indicated that was the time. I leaned in, briefly catching sight of her awaiting expression, and closed my eyes, touching her lips with mine in the gentlest of ways.
And then, it all turned black. And white. And shades of grey and blue. And my bedroom got in my view.
It was a dream. The wildest and cruelest dream I could've had.