Those eyes

His Voice

As he held my hand he talked and I listened.

I don't think I would ever get tired of his voice.

He was 25 and very smart. Finished high school in a year and collage he took his time he said and became a doctor in 3 year and he was the youngest of 7 children. He lived alone now and missed being with his family.

"Can I hear about you please?" He asked

"I'm sorry I'm not use to talking to um"

"I'm sorry do you want me to leave?" He asked as he was about to pull his hand away. I squeezed his hand to stop him and he smiled

"Please don't go?"

"That's all you had to say." 

He was perfect and my heart wouldn't stop racing but I didn't want him to leave.

As I began to talk about myself it was hard at 1st. I wanted to hear his voice and I wasn't sure what he wanted to know 

"I you ask me questions it might be easier." I said softly

I told him that I was 18 which he already knew. That I was the middle child of 5. He was very interested in how we live.

"I wish I could be Amish." He said and my heart melted 

I didn't even know if he ever could be but it was something I wanted to find out about.

"Me too." I said and then looked away

"What's wrong?" He asked as he placed his hand on my chin to make me look back up.

"I I"

"Rachel when I saw you today it was like I finally found why I was hear. I know it might sound weird but I feel like I have known you my whole life and that I am meant to be with you and I will do whatever I have to for us to be together.

It was like a dream.

"I felt the same way." I admitted

He leaned in closer to me and I looked into those eyes and I knew at that moment I was lost to him forever and he kissed me and I let him.