Stars Over Texas – Tracy Lawrence

As you lie in my arms

Girl my hearts on my sleeve

Words come so hard, in moments like these

theres feelings I have, that are so hard to show

But right now theres one thing

I want you to know

My vision is flooded with a fuzzy black blur as memory flash across my mind. It is like déjà vu. The first memory takes me by surprise, it is the day we first saw and met his parents.

I glared at Gregory as he walked closer to us, "Don't touch him." I growled.

He stepped close to me and hissed, but I refused to let my eyes leave his own; there was something about his eyes. He looked…frustrated; as if he was fighting against something, but what?

"Gregory" His mother cooed him, "Don't harm the girl."

He backed off but made sure to have a strong grip on my arm. "Ow." I growled.

I felt my lungs empty the air within them as the next vision beamed towards me.

"Don't freak out." He paused and fidgeted with arm, "You are my Inamorata."

"I'm your what?" I scowled, "What does that mean?"

He growled and hissed at the same time, "Think about it!"

I looked at him dumbfounded, "I don't know what inamo—however you pronounce it, is!"

He looked agitated, got up and held out his hand, "Let's get you home."

I was baffled at what just happened. I took his hand and stood in front of him. He was a good head taller then I.

"Are you just not going to tel—"

Out of nowhere he grabbed my face, roughly, and kissed me.

I am unable to move. The final vision fills my mind…

Leonora! The Amulet!" Gregory hollered as the blimp moved out of the way, "You know what we want! Wish it!"

I looked down at the amulet then at him and nodded. I held it up as the beam of light return.

I watched as the clan became over come with smoke. I looked at Gregory in terror as he ran over to me. "Inamorata!" He pulled my face to the side, "I love you!" He whispered as he pressed his lips against my own. I felt the tickling feeling fade as soon as it arrived. He was disappearing!

"Gregory!" I called as his form disappeared.

The light retracted back to the comet, and they were all gone.

My throat is painfully tight as my vision returns. I am curled up on the floor, against the wooden post of the door with Gregory's beautiful pale face in front of my own. Within his dark cinnamon eyes shine worry and love of utmost passion. I focus on his lips that keep moving, but I cannot hear him. I open my voice to speak to him, "H-h-how?" I feel the warm salty tears roll down my face and, I take a deep breath, "How c-could I f-f-orget?" I sob as I touch his warm face.

His eyes light up with pure, unadulterated joy, "You remember?" The look on his face is identical to when we found each other again. The child-like grin continues to grow on his face as he wraps his arms around me. I sob hysterically.

"I'm so sorry" I tuck my head into his should as he draws calming shapes across my back. He just lightly chuckles and makes a sound of glee, but says nothing. I cannot help the feeling of shame the rises through my chest and spreads through out my body. Even it had been a few days; I am appalled that I had forgotten him.

"Love, love, love" he whispers into my ear. I feel his warm callous hands grab my face and place gentle, light kisses on my forehead, nose, and cheeks. "How did you know I would remember?" I hiccupped with a sniffle. Gregory wiped the remaining tears away, "I didn't" he whispers.

I cough a laugh with a grin and watery, red eyes. "God, Leonora." He sighs with a smile, "I love you."

I cough with a smile, "I love you too."

His eyes fill with nervousness, "Well," he looks down at me and clears his throat, "I am aware…" he filled with my hair nervously, "that we are young."

I stare wide-eyed at him as I realize what is happening.

"But, this seems like the perfect time." He clears his throat and shifts awkwardly to be on one knee, "Leonora Thompson," He pauses, grinning at me. "I've waited over three centuries to meet my soul mate. You are the most amazing women I have ever met. I admire that you can deal with my temper and still stand by me." I can't help but smile. "The idea of losing you, ever, scares me. When you forgot…I was just…I didn't want you to forget after the fights we just had. Love, I would never pick anyone over you. I want you. I want you by my side. Will you marry me?"

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a simply purple velvet box. He opens it to reveal a simplistic silver ring with an oval sapphire surround by tiny, tiny white diamonds. "This has been in my family for centuries." He grins at me, "I would like you to be the one to wear it for years to come."

I stare starry eyed at him expecting him to be joking. I see the seriousness, joy, and the nervousness in his loving eyes and I did not possess the ability to say no. "Oh, Gregory!" I cry as I wrap my arms around his neck with tears of happiness falling down my blushing cheeks, "YES!"

He pushes me away and takes my left hand into his own hands. He smiles at me and slips the ring onto my finger; "Perfect fit" He kisses me passionately on the lips before fully embracing me into a bear hug.

"I love you" He whispers as he begins to whisper sweet, sweet words into my ears. I stare tearfully at the magical object that began this journey: the magician's necklace.

THE END.

Well, I hope I lived up to everyone's expectations! Thanks for sticking around, guys. It truly means so much to me.