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WARNING: I usually do not write this genre but I wanted to experiment with it. So heads up, this story contains romance.

This Must Be What Love Feels Like #Feathers

May 30, 2019


The wind, loose and crisp, blows by me like we are in a race. Knowing I will never win, I let it beat me to the finish line while I embrace the loving Paris sun. I have spent the most wonderful month in the City of Lights. Now I have to leave this magical place at 7:00 tonight for the old, boring Lansing. I suddenly grin and check my expensive Persian watch. It reads 9:00.
"Better make the best of this ten hours," I ponder aloud with a beaming smile.
First, like I have been doing for the past twenty nine days, I enter Coutume Cafe and get my usual: coffee and bread. Just before leaving the cafe, I accidentally collide in to someone.
"I am so sorry," I mutter.
"Me too," a polite masculine voice says with a thick French accent. 
As soon as I see his face, I feel like I am melting on the ground. His hair is very hazel and a bit longer than usual, like mine. His face is very bright, optimistic, and pretty. His piercing blue eyes makes me giggle in the inside and ties my stomach into knots.
"Sorry again," I say nervously and rushed out of the coffee shop.
I walk down the block when someone touches my elbow.
I rapidly whip my hair like a slap to the face to investigate the touch.
It is the man from the cafe.
"Whoa! You scared me there!" I press my chest for air.
"Sorry. I just wanted to see you again."
'What? Why?"
"It is just... It is just..."
I stared at his wholesome eyes.
"You are the most prettiest girl I have ever seen."
I blush until I couldn't blush anymore.
"So will you go on a date with me?"
I was very close to shouting the word yes, until I recalled my flight in nine and a half hours.
"Are you free right now?"
He lifts his attractive eyebrows very high. 
"Maybe it's fate," I smile.
"What does that mean?" He inquires from behind.
I swiftly turn around to see his angelic pupils.
"I don't actually live in France full time."
He laughs so gently, I almost cry.
"I know. You have the... American accent."
"Yeah. The American accent. Anyway, I am leaving tonight. At 7:00."
He stares at me not in sorrow, but in contemplation.
"Okay what?"
"Then let's spend the whole day to together."
My jaw almost drops.
"I can't ask that of you. I don't even know you!"
"Then let's get to know each other."
I bit my lip. He is crazy. Possibly delusional. I couldn't yes. So I say-
He beams at me then we walk the boulevard together, asking basic questions.
"What is your name?" I ask casually.
He rolls his eyes.
"Philippe. but you can say in the American way."
"We say it Philip. Like PHIL as in fill and IP as in lip."
"Ah. Now what is your name?
"That is a very pretty name."
We lean in real close, then I got super afraid and say "Let's go!"
We visit all over the city, exchanging personal memories to another, revealing our beliefs at the Notre-Dame Cathedral, giggling at the people onstage at the Palais Garnier, talking about our love life while strolling through Luxembourg Gardens, and before we knew it was 3:30, with us sitting outside a cafe eating yogurt. 
"Philip, can I be honest?"
"I thought this was crazy, spending a afternoon with a stranger. But you are the nicest, kindest, funniest stranger I have ever met," I gush.
He erupts with that gentle, friendly smile again.
"I can say about the same thing." 
"Hey, you know where I have always wanted to go?"
Within a half hour, we are inside the Louvre, laughing, impersonating, or gawking at awesome paintings such as the Mona Lisa.
"She is so pretty! I cannot believe I am looking at her right now."
"She is definitely not as pretty as you."
My stomach creates approximately 45 cartwheels.
By the time we finish sight-seeing the museum and find a open restaurant to complete our meal, it is 6:15.
"It was really fun, Philip. But-"
"Hold my hand and close your eyes."
Impatiently, he cups my hand into his and gives me instructions to move left or right until we enter a elevator.
"Keep you eyes close! You better not open them!"
"I'm not," I assure.
Soon, his voice says "Take three steps forward."
I comply.
"Open your eyes."
My mouth immediately turns into a perfect O.
"Oh my god, Philip."
We were in the top of the Eiffel Tower.
I will never forget this. This is the best day of my life!"
I hug him with utter content to soon start to look at the stars.
"It is so beautiful. I wish I could stay here forever."
Soon enough, I know I have to go. I say goodbye to Philip with a heavy heart.
I head to my hotel and grab my ticket and belongings. I reach the airport with tears ready to burst. Before entering my ticket, I see Philip. 
"Hey Philip. It-"
Before I know it, our lips were interlocking and all I could think of were fireworks in my brain. Meanwhile, flocks of birds hover into the airport and feathers rains down on my hair. When our mouths eventually part, Philip is grinning from ear to ear.
'Where did these feathers come from?" I playfully tug on my hair
Philip shrugs.
I wipe a tear away.
"I may not know you that well, but today was amazing. You are the most amazing guy I have met." I wipe another tear away.
"I don't know. Maybe this must be what love feels like. Maybe I love you."
I sniff.
"I love you, Philip."
He stared deep into my eyes.
"I love you too, Sara."
I give Philip a quick peck on the lips and "goodbye" and board the flight without looking back.
I sit at the window seat, feeling like dying. Thinking about never seeing his gorgeous face again made me full of sadness.
But as soon as the flight a few feet up in the air, I could think of one thing to say.
I touch the windowpane.
"I will always have Paris."

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  • PureHeart

    Looking goooddd! Yes, you can go over 500 words if you must, so I wouldn't worry : )

    over 1 year ago
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    over 1 year ago
  • Opal Drop

    Oh the ending is so great!
    It is such a beautiful wrap-up to a beautifully written story. Really well done.

    over 1 year ago