Canon 5D Mark ll, 50 1.2 L, 2.2 aperture, 1/125 shutter, 100 ISO
I have two tickets to a show, let’s me and you go.
I will put on that dress you bought for me. You know the one? You surprised me with it last year. The soft purple one you caught me looking at in the catalogue? I was so surprised. It made me blush to think you thought so much about me, that you remembered the one I liked. I feel that feeling all over again every time I slip it on. Did you know you could make my heart flutter like that?
Let’s go into the city together, you and I, as the sun shimmers on metal and pavement, reflecting in mirrors and your eyes. I am taking it in, as the cars rush past and I hold your hand. We listen to old songs and sing and laugh. I made us late again, and you try not to care. I love you for that. You want to be there when the curtain goes up. I want to be with you.
The sun warms the buildings into embers against bluish skies. I don’t want to be anywhere but here, with you. I caress your cheek as you drive, and you smile. Thank you for giving me your Saturday night.
We park and practically sprint to get there on time, and we do. We find our seats and I snuggle into the crook of your arm. The lights dim as the cast enters the stage. The music swells, and I feel myself inhaling with anticipation. The show has begun.
Another special night with you. Another memory to hold. Thank you, my love.
2 Comments
I finally figured out that you’re special. Such grand words about our love affair – I treasure every comma.
You described the dress (and every other detail) so beautifully… I really want to see YOU in IT!