As I looked into his eyes it seemed that everyone else around me had disappeared. Time had frozen, and it was just the two of us, standing on each end of the dance floor. I felt like I couldn’t move. My heart was pounding, my legs were shaky, and I couldn’t speak.
But why was I feeling this way? Was this what love really felt like? I found my self starring down at me feet, and as I looked up, there he was. Standing right in front of me, his hand out. Was I supposed to take his hand? Was I supposed to let myself fall into his arms? I gently grabbed his hand and he squeezed mine as he led me, to the center of the dance floor.
I felt as if I were in the wrong place at the wrong time, but I also felt completely safe in his arms. Like he had saved me, and everything was going to be okay.
I never had imagined it this way. To tell the truth, I really had never imagined it at all. He didn’t know me. He didn’t even know my name. Or so I thought. But as we stood there, hand in hand, I knew this was true love.