Beautiful Still

Brown.

That was the color of his hair.

The wind pushed it around, ruffling it with light touches.

His cheeks held just a hint of pink, the cold being responsible.

Together we stood on the cobblestone bridge, looking over and beyond.

The grey sky, the fog, the still water, It's as though nature is waiting for one to speak.

And for nature, the wait is short.

Adam turned towards me.

And it was as if I was brought back to the first day we met.

He had that same smile when I bumped into him on the street.

But somehow, it was even more beautiful now.

" I feel as though I barely know you," Adam said while moving closer to me.

"What are you talking about? You've known me for years." I say, giving him my most dramatic eye roll.

Giving one just a dramatic he sighs, "I know that it's just-" He hesitates, searching for his words. But huffs in frustration.

" I'm an open book. Just written in a cryptic dead language that has no rhythm." I say with a slight shrug of my shoulders.

"Eunoia," he murmured while turning towards the road.

"What?" I called out as I followed him. "What does that mean?"

"It means a pure, well-balanced mind and spirit," Adam smiled. "That is how I see you."

Kicking a small stone into the beckoning greens of the unknown, a small smile of my own appears. "Eh, let's agree to disagree, my friend."

Adam stops and bends down; curious, I lean over his shoulder to see him pick a flower. Turning towards me, he takes my hands in his and ever so gently places the flower in my hand. "This iris symbolizes faith and trust." He says, looking into my eyes. "I give you this; my faith and trust in hopes that you can do the same."

I never knew that it was possible to fall for someone even harder, but at that moment, I felt as though I was weightless. Turning my head away, I focused on the dirt road in front of me. "I'm madly in love with you, Adam. But it's whatever." My steps quickened, and the redness of my cheeks could not be mistaken for the cold.

"I'm madly in love with you too." He chuckled as he made his way to catch up with me. His cold fingers wrapped around mine.