Love Bites

Love Bites

Natalie Holmes ‘17

Love bites. They don’t hurt like a broken heart. They don’t scar like a wound. They don’t even leave a mark that you can see. They aren’t bites that can kill you, or bites that can make you turn into a superhero. Love bites are like the butterflies in your belly, they make you feel weak. They make you feel light headed. They make you feel as if the world is standing still, and the only person moving is that boy at the end of the hall, and you. You, the wide eyed girl who can’t believe the sight that’s been bestowed on her by an unknown presence. She can’t speak, it’s as if the air had been snatched from her lungs like a thief in the night. That boy down the hall, with glasses, doe brown eyes, at least 5'11, doesn’t even know you are staring at him. He doesn’t even know that you exist just a couple of feet away from him. He doesn’t know you’ve been bitten, by a love bite. He doesn’t even notice you are just standing at the end of the hall, gazing at him with wide greenish-blue eyes, like a silent ocean wave. You suddenly see him walking towards you. Your heart begins to race. You don’t know what to say, you can’t speak because of how handsome he is with those puppy brown eyes that could melt your heart in an instant. But then, oh lord, he makes eye contact with you, you don’t know where to go. You feel as if you want to run behind a rock and hide. He is only a couple feet from you, you are breathless, heart racing. He looks at you and raises his eyebrow in a greeting. You do the same with a small smile. Wow, you can’t even begin to comprehend the fact that he even bothered to glance at you, to acknowledge your existence. You can’t describe in words the feeling that you have for that boy standing in front of you. But the only sad thing is, you don’t know if he’s been bitten too, and you probably never will. That’s the thing about love, it can break your heart, or it can change your life, forever.