The Breathless Fantasy...

There's A Fine Line Between Fantasy And Reality... I'm Dancing On That Line

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My heart guides me, but my mind always finds me..... "I could be in the street, I could be on a train, Or struck in some doorway down, In the pouring rain, Now there is not one place, That doesn't feel like home...."

Sunday, October 16, 2005

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.

2 Comments:

Blogger VDOFan said...

That was good and then it ended.. I hate when that happens! Then you wake up! grr:)

10:48 PM  
Blogger wendywoo said...

What an evocative post... You have a rare gift with words.

3:06 AM  

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