Breathless

Thinking about the one you love in the middle of the night.

  Your eyes flutter open and you sit up. You lean over and flick on the flourescent glow of your bedside lamp. As you rub the sleep from your eyes, you heave a sigh. You simply can't stop thinking about her; so much so that she even creeps into your dreams. You smile at the tell-tale twinkle of your phone,which illuminates as you recieve a text. It's her. You snatch up your phone and think about the ironicness. 

"can't sleep...u awake?"

You run a hand through your hair and hope your parents aren't still awake.

"yeah wuts up?"

"miss u :("

"miss u 2...can't get u out of my head"

"u wanna vid chat on oovoo?"

You want to with all your heart, but are afraid your parents will catch you.

You decide that, despite communicting in less than whispers, seeing her is worth whatever trouble you could get in. So you log on and say

"sure"

There's a brief lag due to electronic slow-ness, but after a second or two, her beautiful, smiling face fills the screen. You are overwhelmed with emotion for a brief moment as she giggles.

You, however, just sit there-

Breathless

  

Author's Note

I wrote this whole thing on a kindle people so cut me some slack.

Reviews

[Jordan Easley]

Very nice :). I liked the opening. I also liked the way it was very casual and down-to-earth vocabulary incorporated into the piece. The only suggestion I have is exchanging "ironicness" for "irony". It just sounds more educated and mature. Plus, i'm not sure if ironicness is a real word...nice job though :)