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True Love
Arlene Marie
I never really believed in love at first sight, there were times when I wasn't sure I believed in love at all...until that beautiful Spring Day in April two years ago. I was sitting on the park bench reading when I glanced up thinking about the paragraph I had just read and that's when he caught my eye. I saw him running along the trail in the park and there was something about him that made me hold my breath. His body was muscular and his legs looked strong. His hair was long and flowing behind him as he ran. He was running alone and was amazing to watch. I could not tear my eyes away from him. He turned a bend along the trail and I watched until he was no longer in sight and then I finally let my breath out.
I stood up from the bench and walked a little forward to see if I could still see him but he was long gone. I realized my heart was beating fast and now I was breathing heavily, something that rarely happens to me. I am a very analytical person. I don't jump into things quickly and my motto has always been, think, before you do, but my heart was telling me something different and because I don't jump easily into things, I did not like what I was feeling but I hoped that by chance, I would see him again.
That night I tossed and turned and could not get the sight of him running along the trail, out of my head. I fantasized about what would happen if I saw him again and I didn't like where my fantasy was leading me. I had ended a relationship three months ago and thought it would be unwise to enter into a new one so soon. But I was getting ahead of myself here. What was I thinking; I would probably never see him again.
The next day I couldn't help myself, I went to the park, sat on the same bench and cautiously looked around. He wasn't here...I looked up and down the trail but he was not among the runners. I resigned myself that I was being silly, that I probably would never see him again and I sat back to read my book. As I was getting absorbed into my book again, I heard a woman's voice and looked up. There he was! He was standing there with a woman. She had her arms around his neck, her cheek next to his! I could feel my face getting red. I watched as she hugged him, he was even more gorgeous than yesterday but what was this feeling that was coming over me...I didn't like it.... oh no, it's jealousy! I don't believe I had ever felt this emotion before. I started to stand but it felt like I was in a dream. I found myself walking over to them and when I got close enough, he turned his head and looked at me. I was looking into the most beautiful big brown eyes I had ever seen. A smile came across my face and my hand instinctively went up to touch his cheek. While my hand was still on his face, I turned to the woman, still smiling, and said, "Does this dog belong to you?"
I stood up from the bench and walked a little forward to see if I could still see him but he was long gone. I realized my heart was beating fast and now I was breathing heavily, something that rarely happens to me. I am a very analytical person. I don't jump into things quickly and my motto has always been, think, before you do, but my heart was telling me something different and because I don't jump easily into things, I did not like what I was feeling but I hoped that by chance, I would see him again.
That night I tossed and turned and could not get the sight of him running along the trail, out of my head. I fantasized about what would happen if I saw him again and I didn't like where my fantasy was leading me. I had ended a relationship three months ago and thought it would be unwise to enter into a new one so soon. But I was getting ahead of myself here. What was I thinking; I would probably never see him again.
The next day I couldn't help myself, I went to the park, sat on the same bench and cautiously looked around. He wasn't here...I looked up and down the trail but he was not among the runners. I resigned myself that I was being silly, that I probably would never see him again and I sat back to read my book. As I was getting absorbed into my book again, I heard a woman's voice and looked up. There he was! He was standing there with a woman. She had her arms around his neck, her cheek next to his! I could feel my face getting red. I watched as she hugged him, he was even more gorgeous than yesterday but what was this feeling that was coming over me...I didn't like it.... oh no, it's jealousy! I don't believe I had ever felt this emotion before. I started to stand but it felt like I was in a dream. I found myself walking over to them and when I got close enough, he turned his head and looked at me. I was looking into the most beautiful big brown eyes I had ever seen. A smile came across my face and my hand instinctively went up to touch his cheek. While my hand was still on his face, I turned to the woman, still smiling, and said, "Does this dog belong to you?"
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