Life Is

He was taller now, he wasn't as lanky and had grown some muscle on his legs.
His hair was longer and more styled.
In all honesty, he had become quite attractive.
He was no longer afraid to show his teeth, they had straightened out giving him a wide, relaxed smile.
Out of that metalled mouth came out a deeper voice, but holding that same sense of humour and smart-ass comments.
For a moment there, I travelled back to a year ago; the same scent drifted through the breeze of every peaking morning as it had the previous year, the same sun rose and lay itself upon my bed sheets.
For a moment there, I was stuck in a trance and didn't really listen to anything he actually said, I was more in awe of it all.
He said goodbye as he departed the cue; I realised that there was nothing that I wanted to eat, so I walked back up the steps, to the courtyard, where my usual peers stood.
Voluptuous clouds sank into my eyes and in every direction I swallowed a confused haze... but then I took a glimpse to my left, it really was like the thing's they show in old-day love movies; everything stopped, except him. There was a terrific aura, his core essence in a midnight-blue flame.
I saw him smile and laugh. I saw him stand there and look around. I saw his head turn and our eyes gently fall into each others. I felt my mouth stretch out farther than I had ever allowed at school and as I watched such grace jingle between us, there was nothing from the past, or future that could change now. There was nothing I wanted more than to spend every moment of every day feeling the way I did at that point.
I adored his being, more than absolutely anything.
Our lips met once again and I floated up to the heavens; living in the voluptuous clouds. But this time they were not the hazy sort, not at all, by any means.