My own voice roared in my ears, even as the trio of words breathlessly escaped my parted lips.
One part excited utterance
Another part whispered confession
And the last, a promise offered with both hands.
I waited, eyes closed, breath held,
Until one heartbeat gave way to another and then one more.
Until hands cradled my face, lips met mine and my words were given back to me.
The reply identical, the feeling mutual.
I love you.
Trifecta Writing Challenge for the Weekend, Hey are you playing yet???
And now on to the weekend challenge. This weekend what we are asking from you is a little bit different (again). Many of you regularly submit fictional responses to our prompts. This weekend we are asking for a bit of your memoirs. We want a real account of a period in your life that can be clearly identified by (wait for it) the number three. Maybe it’s the three decades you spent flipping burgers. Maybe it’s the three seconds you hesitated justifiably before saying “I do.” We’d like for your story to be true-ish, and we’d like for it to be an artistic creation, not just a play-by-play account. Think less “blog post” and more “creative writing.”
**three reasons, three heartbeats, three words**
Hope you’re having a great weekend, everyone.
I have never braved one of these 33 word submissions. I’m fascinated by what people can do with such a short piece. This is really beautiful and I feel like I’m in the room watching them hold your face.
Oh you should, I love linking with Trifecta..it stretches my writing muscles for sure. You know I’ll love and read your stuff sweetie.
nicely expressed. i like it
oh thank you, for coming over to read it and for leaving me a comment. I appreciate that so much.
Oh my, so perfectly lovely.
HI Susi, thank you, thank you for reading this today and leaving me such a lovely comment. It’s always nice to have you here in my corner.
“The reply identical, the feeling mutual.”
sigh – love
HI Barbara, so good to see you here ..on a SUNDAY!!! wow. I am so glad you liked it, hell, I’m just glad you came over.
Three threes! That first admission of love is so scary. What if it isn’t returned? What if it isn’t even taken seriously?
exactly, what if??? that’s what I was trying to capture and then the moment that it IS, how life changing that is.
thank you for coming over to read it.
LOVE!!!! you captured the heart stopping, and then pounding, fear perfectly…
HI Misty,
I am so glad you liked it, found it “true”…isn’t this what that moment feels like for all of us, saying it first? We wait for the answer…we hold our breath and close our eyes and pray.
it means a lot that you came over to read it, thank you.
You really are a romantic!
LOL..well, I try.
thanks for coming over to read it. You know I love when YOU visit.
the secret romantic in me lives vicariously through you and your writing. You’re becoming a guilty pleasure!
I’m honored to be that for you…hee hee
Oooo…you really captured it! The emotional roller coaster that is the first ‘I love you!’
HI Libby, thank you for coming over to read it..that means a lot to me. So glad I was able to take you back to the first I love you, in whatever relationship it brings up. This one was a while ago, before I was married, but special nonetheless.
Oh my heavens your talent!! It never ceases to amaze me! EVER!!!
what an amazing thing to say, thank you. I don’t feel “talented” but having you say it was such a lovely gift today. Truly. xo
Thanks for linking up with Trifextra this weekend. This is a really pretty piece about that first ‘I love you.’ So glad it was reciprocated. Hope to see you back soon.
thanks for “letting me play” along. I have been really enjoying the prompts lately, this one kept me up for a good portion of my evening last night.
This took my breath away. Beautiful!
Oh thank you, so much for that. I’m so glad YOU liked it.
Happy Monday my friend.
Very lovely done!
Oh so lovely! I’m always impressed by writers who can invoke so much emotion in a reader in so few – yet powerful – words. Beautiful. Visiting from WOE today.