i remember that nite like it was yesterday. i remember it as if it was a reaccurring dream.
she was sitting on that girls lap.....pretending to give her a lap dance but completely uninterested in what she was doing. was she doing it
because thats what the girl wanted. no. i know her to well for that. she was doing it because she wanted to catch peoples attention. she wanted them
to stare with a mix of disbelief and jealousy.
i remember when she finally caught my eye and i caught hers. it was all over.
was it love at first site? i really couldnt answer that because i sat there breathless knowing that i was going to be hers...and
she was going to be mine.
damn she was beautiful. her eyes always did that to me. they always made me forgive AND forget. an
impossible feat since her.
she was perfect in her wildness. i could see right into her.. she could always see into me...
years later even when we hadnt spoken...i knew the nite her beloved grandma died, just as i knew that something bad had
happened when she ended up in the hospital because of her current gfriends anger/
she is beautiful beyond compare, even tho its been years since ive seen her up close.
last time, she hardly even noticed me until finally her eyes hit the spot that my friends and i sulked in...
and just like i knew what she had been feeling all along in the past ...i felt her that nite
torn, breathless...., remembering..
and i grew from the knowledge that she was in my past and i was in hers.
and that was it.
i can breath without her. does that surprise me. i have grown, and dreamed, and
even loved again. loved again in a strong beautiful yet very different way.
was it because of our youth that it was so strong? we werent that young. we both had experienced love before.
but not that kind.
i wonder if she still thinks about when she is laying in her bed at nite.
marvals at all the things im sure she has heard through the gossip circle....
or perhaps she has stored me away in a box, with the book i gave her, that meant so much
to me that she couldnt find time to read.
she was sitting on that girls lap.....pretending to give her a lap dance but completely uninterested in what she was doing. was she doing it
because thats what the girl wanted. no. i know her to well for that. she was doing it because she wanted to catch peoples attention. she wanted them
to stare with a mix of disbelief and jealousy.
i remember when she finally caught my eye and i caught hers. it was all over.
was it love at first site? i really couldnt answer that because i sat there breathless knowing that i was going to be hers...and
she was going to be mine.
damn she was beautiful. her eyes always did that to me. they always made me forgive AND forget. an
impossible feat since her.
she was perfect in her wildness. i could see right into her.. she could always see into me...
years later even when we hadnt spoken...i knew the nite her beloved grandma died, just as i knew that something bad had
happened when she ended up in the hospital because of her current gfriends anger/
she is beautiful beyond compare, even tho its been years since ive seen her up close.
last time, she hardly even noticed me until finally her eyes hit the spot that my friends and i sulked in...
and just like i knew what she had been feeling all along in the past ...i felt her that nite
torn, breathless...., remembering..
and i grew from the knowledge that she was in my past and i was in hers.
and that was it.
i can breath without her. does that surprise me. i have grown, and dreamed, and
even loved again. loved again in a strong beautiful yet very different way.
was it because of our youth that it was so strong? we werent that young. we both had experienced love before.
but not that kind.
i wonder if she still thinks about when she is laying in her bed at nite.
marvals at all the things im sure she has heard through the gossip circle....
or perhaps she has stored me away in a box, with the book i gave her, that meant so much
to me that she couldnt find time to read.