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It all seems like a dream now. A distant memory that was in the making never to be fully realized. She appeared here and there but I thought of her everywhere. She brought the butterflies to my stomach, the palpitations to my heart, the quiet to my soul, the excitement to my imagination, and the focus to my eyes. She made me want and ask and whisper and sing. She knew how to show and what to tell. She indulged my desires and deserved the same in return. The honesty was real. The secret was ours. The stories were written. The moments were earned. It was... irresistible if not intoxicating.
While I realize I won't find her again, there's still a connection that's been missed and that could lead to a new one being made.
The clock is ticking. The need is now. The flag is raised. How long must I wait?
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