(Author’s note: The last couple weeks have been hell. I’m now at a point where I can do a lot more with my time, and hopefully will be able to update a lot more and answer things. Next week, I should be on time with my writing…depending on whether I’ll be writing on a plane or not. Otherwise, enjoy today’s Valentine’s Day writing piece!)

© Dale Rogerson
In Your Eyes
by Miles H. Rost
His plane touched down at 4:30.
By 6:00, he was gazing into the eyes of someone he waited years to see.
“I ran.”
“But you grew since you’ve been gone.”
“I grew up, but for what? We could have been married by now”
She looked away, but returned to his gaze.
“But you wouldn’t be you now. And you, now, are the one I choose.”
He kept gazing into the brown and green pools of her eyes. Reading.
“It’s time.”
“To what?”
“For me to make up for lost time.”
She blushed, still holding her gaze.
“It’s snowing. Come, let’s get warm.”