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It was a dream. I saw him again.
He was trying to teach me how to dance. It was really awkward but I dint care because he was good looking and endearing. I was so in love with him. That night I dint care about anything wasn’t scared of being embarrassment or death. I smiled inwardly because I could feel the love, the love that was rushing through my veins and pumping through my chest. We danced the entire night. I sang I danced; I played my heart out that night. It was time to go back home but I didn’t want to leave. With gloomy eyes I started walking towards my car and there he was, waiting to surprise me, waiting for me. He threw his arms around my waistband I held him close.
I felt his smile with happiness; it was the kind of joy you can’t hold back no matter how hard you try. He was the last thing I expected to happen to me, but there he was.
I was distracted by a sudden noise. I felt it was the doorbell. ‘It might be him” I thought to myself. I got up immediately and ran towards the door. I couldn’t wait to see him. It had been so long since I held him in my arms. I reached the lobby only to realize that it wasn’t the sound of the doorbell, it was the phone. “It was an accident ma’am” said the man on the other line. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, an accident changed my life forever. He wasn’t coming back
Moving on is simple, it’s what you leave behind that makes things so difficult. I remember holding your hand in the dark. I miss you, it’s like a bad dream I can’t wake myself up from. You refuse to come back or call me where ever you are. What do I do? Where do I go from here? There is a peculiar pain in my heart, pain that fills me, pain that doesn’t go away. Pain of emptiness. I’m left with my dreams and my time in shadows with you. I’m left with memories of that night on a tape; I’ve been playing it in my mind again and again. Everything about that night was real and too eloquent for words. I don’t remember speaking or listening, I just remember ‘feeling’. I remember the stars and the cool sea breeze. Everything about that night was stunning, the glow on your face, and the flutter of music in my ears.
How I wish I could return to that night sometimes. Just for a few minutes, just for fun. Just now and again….