Author’s Note: This five-minute writing was inspired by a scene from CBS’s “The Good Wife”.
“I Cannot Help Myself”
I smiled at him! I can’t believe I smiled at him. I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t help myself. His smile makes me want to smile back, to hold that smile, hold that gaze that we share. Hold it for as along as we can, far past what’s socially acceptable. But I always blink. It’s like the world around me goes quiet, becomes just a murmur in he background. All except the dropping of my belly and the rush to my head that comes with it. But I always blink.
I blink because I can’t. I blink because I am scared. I shouldn’t be doing this, but I cannot help myself. I smiled at him.