Last Night....

We danced so close all night. The way he held me, I knew it was meant to be. I was exactly where I was supposed to be, when I was supposed to be there. We were brought together by something greater than ourselves. I knew when I looked up into his dark eyes, that I could live there forever. He leaned down to kiss me, I trembled as I felt his lips touch mine for the first time. I knew right there and there that something magical had begun, that he was exactly what I needed. As he caressed my face, he looked deep into my eyes and said "Chloe', you're.....".... And then, I woke up in a cold sweat. My heart- beating out of my chest, tears rolled down my cheeks, as I sat sobbing in the darkness. He's haunting my dreams. Why can I not let this man go? I can't get him out of my head, out of my memories. We've shared a few dances, exchanged looks, and made a connection deeper than some soul mates. I turned on the light and lit a cigarette. I needed something calm my nerves. I got up and walked around my apartment. As I sat down on the couch, I saw our pictures right in front of me. Haunting reminders are everywhere. "Dammit, who are you!!!", I screamed as I threw the pictures across the room- not able to face this.

I smoked the cigarette in a trance like state, my mind blank for the first time... I put the cigarette out and got up. I picked up the pictures and looked at him. I saw the way he looked down at me, as he held me safe in his arms. It was the look of a man who knew this is what he'd always wanted, but never had. It was a look of joy, yet a look of sheer terror. I know nothing about this man, absolutely- nothing, yet, I hang on every word he says. One day, maybe the truth will be revealed.