There is a Light that Never Goes Out

Laying on my back I melted my gaze into the starry night, straying long enough that there was a blend between the contrast of the stars and the sky. My cheeks became crimson from the feverish events on the balmy night before me, with the concrete cooling against my skin. Muffles arouse from the tunnel behind me, and craning my neck back to glimpse the mystery man conversing with my best friend, Nicole, I found myself staring at the most gorgeous being. He was sitting at the top of a statue at the plaza, deserted from any audience

As he found my gaze I began to incoherently blush, my cheeks turning rosier as he began to stroll my way. While straining my eyes to get a better look at him through the dark tunnel, I didn't realize it when he was leaning over me.

I began to recognize him a little better, he was the man whom I was singing at the karaoke machine with. Earlier that day. The name of the song was slipping away from my tongue, but I knew that it was a soft melody, something like I’m With You or You’re So Vain or maybe even Leaving On A Jet Plane, I can't be sure.

I had only met him that night, but he said it as if I should’ve known it was him. As if I’d known him forever. And once we started talking, I felt like we really had.

My hands started shaking, instinctively wanting to get near him. A first hint of an infinitely deep longing to be with him. To be the one I see by my side when all of my dreams come true. His aroma hovered over my face, intoxicating me. The first taste of a smell that would taunt me in the months to come. His deep voice echoed in the small space, the lavish chords of his words gliding over my skin. The first notes started a melody I would soon come to seek out, to harmonize with.

When we met that night, we did not touch. We did not exchange numbers or expect to meet again. Neither of us had the faintest inkling that the fleeting moment in that tunnel would set off a chain of events, which would both smash and soothe our souls. That it would take the entire summer to weave our lives together. And that when we did, we would glow. That we would challenge our boundaries, dancing around the things we had thought impossible, soaring to places we’d never before imagined.

I ran away that night with a bus to catch at 6am, like Cinderella returning from the haze that comes with those nights you wish could go on forever, filled with timeless moments that seemed to last longer than it was. But the tunnel had been the enough to seal it all. Though I didn’t know it yet, he had already sunk down beneath my surface. A bond had been corded between us. We didn’t know each others numbers, addresses, names, no formal connections. But we had a spark. And after that night, with all my heart, I guarded it with my heart, shielding it from the wind, cold and anything else that could come between us. To extinguish our irreplaceable fire. There was a spark that will never go out.