A moment of perfection.

Today was the perfect day. It had rained, uncontrollably, and it was as if the clouds had let go of all their tears in the torrential downpour which plagued the world, my world, for the better part of a day and now the world was content, happy after a good cry. The sea was a dark, murky colour, but even it looked beautiful, as I stood, with her arms wrapped tightly around me. I felt safe and secure, like I never had before, as I drew in my breath, feeling every breath, being constantly aware, aware of every passing second, bringing closer the time when we would be apart, her scent came wafting by my nose. Her scent, a beautiful indescribable scent, which an attempt to describe would prove vain as the other scents in the world would only cheapen the incredible scent which she carries, a scent that is all her own. We stood close to the edge of a cliff, perched somewhat precariously, a fall may cause many broken bones, but it would most likely not cure us of life. My thoughts, as depressing as they may seem, to me were the thoughts of all the intellectuals who have contemplated life. It is an affliction, known as the human condition. At any other time I may have accepted a cure, but as I stood, with her, valuing every second, I would happily revel in this human state, for it is where she is, and anything without her would be unbearable. “What would you do if I fell?”, I whispered in between nibbling on her ear and slowly brushing my lips against her soft cheeks. “I’d catch you.”, she responded in a barely audible whisper that was drowned out by a kiss. In that moment I knew, that I loved her more than anything. She made me feel safe. I knew, that were I to fall she would catch me, of this I had no doubt. That moment, those words, I will not forget until the day that I die. If ever I fall, I will not be afraid, for she will be there, to catch me.