EVE: A Short Unforgettable Love Story

Kellan Porter -Present- They say some things are not meant to last a lifetime. Well, I guess they’re wrong. Love is. People change, we became resentful to forgiving, defiant to kind, or in reverse. Body change as we grow older. Even our favorites change-from color blue to green, from rocks music to classic. But love? Love is the only permanent thing. Even people change, love is still there. Even their body starts to wrinkle, we still love them. Even their favorite things change, we also learn to love the new ones. Even time slipped rapidly, they’re still living rent free in our hearts. Time cannot change love; time cannot erase love. But, if time could be change, maybe I would change the loop of time, maybe I would go back in time. Maybe I would go back to the time where I first saw her, to the very first time I talked to her, to the very first time I looked in to her eyes, to the very first time I saw her smile. Without hesitation, I would travel to those times, not to change the outlines of the story but rather relive the story again, and again, and again, a hundred times, a thousand times. I am a forty-two -year-old man, and grateful enough I had the best forty-two years of my life. I stood there in the wooden parapet outside of the Roanoke River Lighthouse where the golden sunlight batters me, I looked at my Eve’s eyes standing beside me, and see her Duchene smile blooms on the corner of her mouth, it instantly melts me not to turn my heart ragged. She reminds me that life could still be beautiful even things change. She reminds me of her. And for as long as the sun sets and the moon rises, I would smile back at her and retell her how grateful I am she existed. After all, she’s my Eve, she’s, my life.