Five minutes on the pitcher's mound was an eternity to me. Waiting for him to arrive, take me in his arms and giving me my first real kiss. I'd never had one before, and I'm glad I waited, maybe I didn't think so back then, but when I first laid eyes on him, I know I was glad I waited. But my chances of my dream to come true, were that he'd have to forgive me for what I had done to him. To him- my first real true love. *heh* it sounds weird, even to me. But it's true, I had just admitted to the whole Chicago area that I had fallen in love with the mystery man, to them. But now I wait- for him… my love, Sam.
"May I have five minutes on the clock please," I simply stated in the microphone, and magically appeared the glowing red numbers on the score board "5:00".
Now- to wait. Simply wait in front of tons of people for him to come. Looking around I see all the new friends I had made, and some I didn't know. Signs of my name waved everywhere, encouraging and chanting me on. They were definitely on my side, routing me on. It was nice. But still no where of him to be seen. I started to get a bit antsy and nervous. What if he doesn't show? I guess, then I will know his true feelings about me. I wouldn't blame him for not forgiving me. I lied to him, and pretended I was someone else. And on the negative side, he found out that my boss wanted me to do a story on him. But still I can't deny my feelings for him.
00:18 on the clock and he was still not here. Now I'm getting scared. Worried looks on my fellow friend's faces were drawing upon them. They were starting to feel my anticipation and worried ness, I could see it. I looked down in the pit at my brother Rob, the now- new assistant coach for the South Glenn Rams. He looked also nervous for me.
00:03, he was still not here, and tears were starting to form in my eyes. Now I knew, he didn't forgive me, and I wouldn't blame him. The looks on the crowd were now exactly the same as mine, as they had been before. Some had taken their seats, and others remained standing and cheering me on.
00:00, my time was up, and he was not in front of me as I had wished he was. A I had wished he would take me into his arms and all was forgiven. And give me that kiss I had longed for. But it was shattered. Suddenly gasps of people caught my attention. They started cheering, and I stood there confused. I hoped it would be him. I frantically looked around the baseball park for him. For Sam. Finally my eyes catch him running down the stadium stairs, rushing to get onto the baseball field. The very last step, my heart leaped into my throat, and I knew, he forgave me. He rushed over to me, and his strong arms went around my waist, and I felt his lips on mine. Ti was the most wonderful thing I have ever experienced. His lips were so soft and fitted perfectly with mine. But he torn them apart from mine and I opened my eyes to see him looking at me lovingly.
"Sorry. It took me forever to get here," he said with the most gentleness voice, and he stroked my jaw line and my hair.
I looked at him, searching through his eyes, and simply stated,
"I know what you mean".