Saturday, October 18, 2008

In Which I Get A Little Sappy

Psst. Hey, you.

The Boss.

This one's for you.


We were walking, her and I, and the weather was unseasonably beautiful. The sun was shining warm, and the wind blew pockets of air through the trees making the shadows dance on the newly growing grass. It felt like the first real day of spring, as we walked along the path together. We didn't talk much, save for conversations on how beautiful the water was beside us, or how charming the neighborhood we were walking through looked.

Suddenly she slid her hand into mine, our fingers lacing together. Her thumb rubbed softly against mine as our grip tightened; strong, but gentle. I looked over at her, a woman so incredibly and unfathomably beautiful. Her hair was moving in the wind, soft brown strands of it crossing her delicate face. Her free hand reached up to tuck the errant strands behind her ear. Feeling me looking at her she looked up, her eyes sparkling, and she smiled her coy smile. Our eyes met for a brief moment, and everything our hearts were saying that went unheard was instantly understood. She looked forward again as we kept walking, our hands entwined and swinging gently between us. It was in that moment that I knew that as long as I held her hand, my life would be as perfect as the day that surrounded us.

Towards the end of our walk we let go of each others hand, our fingers lingering together for a moment before they slipped apart. Her laughter carried on the wind as we went inside. In all my life, never have I experienced any moment so perfect. My heart, filled with pure and strong love, beats only for Her.


The Boss and I are moving this month. True to form, here we are mid-way through the month with nothing packed and piles of crap still waiting to be sorted through. Because of this, I'm taking a few days off from blogging (Sunday, Monday, Tuesday) so I can get rid of all the shit in my house. I'm hoping I come across something interesting to blog about, because I know there are some things I've long forgotten I had.

For those of you participating in the Contest who haven't submitted their entries yet, this is the last weekend before the deadline. Remember to submit your entries via e-mail to me by Wednesday the 22nd.

I hope everyone enjoys their weekend!


Cape Cod Gal said...

That's it! I'm hooking you up with my husband so you can teach him some tricks! That is so beautiful!!!!

scatterbrain said...

Aah! Badasss you are so romantic. This is such a sweet, true love post. Just the thing for the weekend.

Good luck with all that crap sorting. I hate moving.

scatterbrain said...

Ok I just read your tweet about the kitten - HELP!!! I'm going all slushy here, somebody come and mop me up!!!

Lola said...

Umm, I can't get past the kitten tweet. Sorry, man, but kitties make me soooo happy, and I'm so happy you found Liam! Don't try to pretend you don't like furry, purry little kitties, don't even try it. You're a softie, and we all know it.

Please e-mail me pics, please.

GoteeMan said...

beautiful post... eloquent and soulful...

J/ (

Badass Geek said...

Cape Cod Gal: Sounds good. My sessions aren't all that expensive.

Scatterbrain: Despite my rugged exterior (ha!), I am a hopeless romantic at heart.

Lola: I am a softie, you're right. I'll post up some pictures just as soon as I can get the little bugger to sit still long enough to take one.

Goteeman: Thanks, man.

Moonspun said...

Lovely!!! There is nothing like holding hands with your true love.Nothing at all.
Good luck with the packing shit. Moving sucks, no two ways about it.

Brooke said...

That was such a sweet post! I loved it!

-V said...

Aww. Ehmagawd Badass! Ur a real softie underneath all that badass shit. Good luck w/ all ur packing. I hate moving.

mice_aliling said...

Sappy little sucker, I am. I will love-hate you for saying things better than the ones conjuring in my head? I shall stalk-follow you here and on twitter. :P

Anonymous said...

her and I? and you set yourself up as a writer?

Badass Geek said...

Anonymous: Chalk it up to personal style.

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