Eye Love You
February 17 2004

I went to the video store searching for "Snow Dogs" on DVD because I heard there were some deleted scenes where Cuba Gooding Junior hits his crotch on stuff. When you go to the video store you expect to search for movies. You don't expect to find love.

You were standing close to the shelf in the romance section, head bowed in personal debate. I was attempting to look at the covers of the soft core porn movies inconspicuously through the corner of my eye when I smelt your hair. I turned to look at you and breathed in deeply. You heard me and turned around; gracefully, like a woman in a shampoo commercial who was exhibiting extra bounce and shine.

I was prepared to stutter an awkward greeting when I saw your eyes. Two deep, brown pools that shimmered under the fluorescent store lights. I gazed deeply into those eyes and fell in love. I just stood there, unable to look away.

"Come swim in us" they purred at me. I hesitated for a second. "Come swim in us" followed the echo. It overwhelmed my brain.
"I didn't bring any bathers" I stammered.
"Come swim in us"
"But there are people around"
"Come swim in us"
"I mean who would bring bathers to the video store anyway? I'd be laughed at?"
"Come swim in us"

Rational questions are thrown out the window when it comes to love. I stepped backwards, but my world had been turned upside down. So I fell in. I swam in your eyes. In your big, deep, brown eyes. I couldn't get away. They were so deep, perhaps bottomless. I was being pulled away from shore.

I knew less than a second had passed but it felt like it had been hours. I was getting tired. I hadn't waited twenty minutes after eating before I started swimming. I was getting cramp. I was drowning in your gorgeous, brown eyes. I laid back and accepted my fate. I sunk deep below the surface, immersing myself in those beautiful eyes. But I couldn't let go. There was so much to live for. I kicked back to the surface, taking deep breaths as my head penetrated the murky surface.

Summoning every ounce of courage I had, I clenched my fist and started waving it slowly left to right. You smiled, bemused, you waved back. Don't you understand, I'm not waving I'm drowning. I'm helpless. The life savers aren't around. There aren't even any yellow-and-red flags to swim between in your eyes.

Your waves crashed around me, foaming up and dumping me. I tried to float but it was useless. I was going to drown. My lungs filled up, I splashed to no avail. There was no strength left in my body as I sunk to the depths of your beautiful, wide, Cuba Gooding Junior coloured eyes.

And surprisingly, I died.

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