Once a blue moon, a guy will met a girl he likes. Then guy will attempt to court her, get her attention, get together, go out together, spend time together.
And the they hold hands.
At that precise moment, a lot of chemical reaction happens.
The touch receptors senses another familiar shape, a hand.
The temperature receptor senses an icy cold hand.
The message is then compressed and send to the brain. Meanwhile the signal of happiness is jumping or skipping from nerve to nerve all the way to the brain. Oh, the joy, the happiness.
When it reaches the medula oblangate(back brain), it too got swayed, temporarily left the heartbeat per second uncheck. The message travels through the entire brain like a trail of electic storm, shocking and stimulating every single part. The brain the paused, which in real time is so quick you don't even notice.
Since the brain is temporarily unavailable, the heart thinks that oxygen must be lacking in the upper part of the head. So it speeds up, but it wasn't enough, they need bigger action, bigger pump action that is, to get the blood to where it should be. Then guy take a deep breathe, and the fresh cold air enters his lung. In there, the red blood cell just couldn't wait to grab the oxygen and go, like soldiers preparing for battle. After which, it is shot towards whichever the blood vessel ends.
First it end in leg. But the leg has no need for extra oxygen nor anything. Thus it sends a mesage to ask the brain to SLOW THE FUCK DOWN, but since the brain is not working, and messages clash together, thus guy felt, actually guy can't feel his leg, but he can sense that his feet his probably red hot.
Then it reaches the hand. It was the same thing with leg, but too bad, Mr.Brain is too shock to process anything at the moment. Then the hand start glowing blood red, and temperature starts to rise. Hand then sends a fuzzy message, which DID got through, and that makes things even more interesting, and we haven't even got to how red the face is.
After the sudden paused, the THINK LOGICALLY DEPARTMENT wakes the brain up. Since all the emergency message is filling up the brain's tiny office hallway, the brain works like ant on fire, analyzing and dispatching orders as fast as possible. But then, all of a sudden, it realize he is holding another unknown entity's hand, unknown entity of opposite sex, whcih means there's a "I like you", "I love you" thing going on.
The brain act like what its owner would do, it just threw up all the paperwork, shouting like a maniac, doing weird dance while the paperworks fall down like snow. Then it start rolling in those paper, all the while shouting, happily
They didn't speak, they're looking at each other in the eye, smiling. Savouring the very moment. The train wizzed by sceneries, the people chat away, the train driver annoucement goes by, but all these don't concern both of them. They are having the time of their life. The guy is having the time of his life.
When he looked her in the eye, he can't help thinking of all the sweet things he can say to her. Her pretty face, her silky smooth hair, her lovely smile, her striking pink dress with matching pink shoe, her smooth hand, her icy palm warming up. He also can't help thinking about all the things he would do for her, to make her feel like the only special one. The One In A Billion. The Unreplacable. The One True Love.
But, 5 minutes is all they got, and when the sunlight once again enter the train, she hand slipped away from his, its like back to normal. Yet, all these happen so fast, that it haven't even have the time to be engraved into his memory. All thats left is the still warm palm, the numb feet, the beating heart of a racer, and the fizzy brain.
As they waved goodbye, guy just looked at her back, watching her every step and her every move, as the distance between them once again widen. He wanted to run up to her and hold her hand again, he wanted to kiss her, he wanted to do alot of things. But by doing all these things would probably mean they will never see each other again. Bittersweet is best used in this situation.
As her presense slowly slip away from his sight, and her shadows moving further, guy clench his left hand, trying desperately to preserve that magical moment when the love first bloom; when the sparks first fizzles; when the fireworks first bursts into thousand little pieces of shining lights, illuminating both of them.
How he wish things would turn out for the better. But for the moment, he has taken a sip of the taste of victory. And so he steels himself, so that the next time when they met, he would go for it again, but this time, it's gonna be longer than the first time.
As the tape rewinds, the beautiful face, the smile, the feel of the hand, everything suddenly get sucked into a black hole, and the memory is preserved inside some tiny part in the brain, ready to be taken out the view at the pleasure of the memory preserver.
Every second, Every minute, Every moment, Everything, is in perfect shape> It couldn't have been better.
And the magical 5 minutes belongs to me, and her.
