The following story is also available on WattPad from my profile of the same name. It reached #819 of Fantasy and #24 of Fantasy Romance so I have decided to share it with you guys. Enjoy! ;)
Unconditional love is something beautiful. An unconditional love is blooming, pure, and outstandingly profound. Above all, when you love someone enough for it to be unconditional, you will do anything for them. It is like art. It is an indescribable painting that you can never show someone, for they have to see it for theirself. Or it is also like a ravishing chorus over pounding drums. But it's more than that. That's just how beautiful. It is such a love that, you will love them no matter what happens, no matter what they do to you or to others, no matter who comes into or leaves your life. This type of love is stunning from the beginning to the end of any lifespan. I never even knew what unconditional love was until I met Amaryllis. And I don't know what I would do without her.
I wash my hands in the sparkling water from the extravagant glittering faucet and then quickly turn the faucet off. I dry my hands off with the imperial rich red towel beside the luxurious sink and look up in the small mirror, decoratively lined with pure gold. My dark blonde hair shimmers and skin rich of deep color shines in the bright light as my deep blue eyes stand out. I wear a pure white shirt with a solid black bow tie and suit, ironed to perfection. I smile, satisfied with my appearance for once.
I slowly walk out onto the immaculate deck of the boat and take in the marvelous beauty. The sunset reflects off the surface of the glistening ocean with blue, purple, pink, orange, and yellow colors beaming, creating a striking background. Birds full of rich blue color swarm the sky. The wind brushes my face like a paintbrush. The waves lightly crash onto the shore up ahead. The waves slightly swing back and forth as if in a slow motion. The air smells fresh, a mixture of sand, salt, and a scented aroma of brown sugar cinnamon from the luxe candles on the peaceful boat.
I glance at my new wedding ring on my ring finger and tears glass over my eyes as I smile at the sentimental meaning and imagined wonderful future we have ahead us. I carefully look up and see Amaryllis leaning on the rail of the boat. I marvel at her blooming unrefined white dress, dragging the ground, with engraved artistic flowers shaping the mold. Her skin, saturated in outstanding color, captures her image. Her long brown hair, large in articulate curls, shifts beautifully in the brushing wind.
I slowly lean on the rail beside her and she turns. Her black mascara outlines her coruscating light green eyes as her bright red lipstick scintillate. Her smile holds me in thin air, unable to move. Not because of her beauty do I love her, but because of her undeniably fantastic personality do I love her. I love her for her and if she looked any other way, I would love her the same. Words cannot express my unconditional love.
"I love you," I whisper alluringly.
"I love you too," she breathes with careful attention to every word.
Immediately, we kiss with a seal of everlasting passion. This kiss will last forever, even when it ends, because it can never end. Quite frankly, because our love for one another will never end. As our kiss continues, I softly touch her face and her hair wraps around us stopping the world surrounding us. Stopping all the sound. Making everything, everyone, disappear into a world where only Amary and I exist. In this world, nothing can happen to separate us. We are one.
"Ezekiel," Amary says, "I can't tell you how much you mean to me."
"To time indefinite, when the stars burn out, when the ocean is depleted, when everyone is done with this world, we will still be standing because together we can never be broken," I whisper, "No matter what, if we're on opposite sides of the earth, or on opposite sides of the universe, we will always be together. Always."
Amary cries tears of kvell as she leans her head on my shoulder and the sun sets, spraying it's rainbow colors over the atmosphere before it gathers it's spectacular colors and leaves the sky, like routine. Even though the days continue, time has stopped for us. And it will never stop.