Precious moments

She woke up in a slight panic right after midnight,  thinking the morning has come already. It was warm in her bed, still she knew she had to get up and put on her pj's. She shrugged, staring blank to the closed tv and the tidy room and forced herself to get out of the comfiness, eyes half open, yawning.

Still confused, she thought maybe it was all a dream, looked around and saw yesterday's opera flyer on her messy desk. A happy smile found its way on her sleepy face, no it definitely wasn't. She still remembered that feeling in her stomach, the butterflies, the excitement, that blissful feeling surrounding her whole being rendering her speechless, which if you knew her is a rare occasion indeed, those precious moments and him.

She had been so anxious, waiting nervously, excited. With a million questions lingering in her mind yet eager to overcome her fear, she had tried to keep calm. The moment he came into sight her heart clenched in her chest, what to do, what to say all flew away from her head. Everything lost its importance all of a sudden. The fear melted away, sorrow disappeared and as it is said in the holy books 'then there was light'...all she could do was smile. They both did, in fact they didn't do anything else but smile holding hands, chuckling, giving butterfly kisses, and staring at each other as if they were the most precious beings on earth...it as simply heavenly...

She remembered him biting his lower lip, the softness of his hand, his voice and that smile...that smile was the reason Paris abducted Helen and waged a war...that smile could have been the reason one still believes in magic, that smile could get a man dig a hole in a mountain or travel through deserts...refreshing, heartwarming, soft, tantalising, mesmerising, simply wonderful and it was hers to love, watch and admire...he was hers...if that wasn't proof enough of a miracle nothing else would be she thought to herself. 

She was happy, and for this time being she allowed herself to be. With her memories still fresh and vivid, she went off to bed again with that blissful feeling. As she closed her eyes a memory of a hug embraced her and she murmured 'goodnight dearest, let your dreams be filled with joy'...