Author's Note : This write-up is basically to covey a message which is in the end. For the story, it is short and completely logic-less as I am having writer's block. I haven't mentioned any name here so you are free to imagine your favorite couple here.
The waitress noticed the couple as they entered. They looked to be in their mid to early 20s, the better part of ten years younger than she herself. What a perfect couple, she thought.
They looked like a perfect match. The guy was handsome, with a powerful build and gorgeous, muscular face. Must lift weights, she figured.
The girl was stunning — fine brunette hair, exquisitely layered with a slight inward flip just at shoulder length, and attractive bangs that accentuated the beauty of her face. A perfect face and perfect body that made people think she must be some celebrity who'd come out of seclusion. Covering this body was a strapless yellow body-wrap top, matching tight yellow shorts, and black stiletto heels. Wish I was a perfect doll like that, thought Darlene.
Even though there were only three other customers in the diner, the young pair preferred a booth in the most remote section of the diner that they could find ... shadowed from the morning light that poured through the front windows. The pastel turquoise seat cushions matched the pastel turquoise laminate of the table top.
The guy sat straight, his arms folded. The girl leaned forward, onto her arms crossed on the smooth pastel table. They both enjoyed a sweet meal and in the end the guy picked a rose flower from the vase n table and knelled to the girl. He offered him those red roses and said, "Love is like a rainbow, it's colorful and makes people smile.
Love is like an ocean, it's deep and beautiful.
Love is like the sun, it shines and it's warm.
Love is like rain, it's calm and refreshing.
Will you let me show you that love?"
The girl shook her head while smiling: "No"
The guy looked down sadly and then he heard her saying these words: "I want you to show me YOUR love..."
And the whole restaurant echoed with the sounds of clap.
I was dreaming again for sure. I am able to create my own dreams. This one however, is different.
Does this dream has a purpose? Because normally when you dream, and I mean really dream and not lucid dream, your soul tries to tell something to yourself. I always say that I like to believe that we can feel the future via a dream. It's also my explanation for when you ask yourself: "Wait didn't this already happen previously?" In my opinion when that happens and something feels like you've experienced it before, it's because you one's dreamed about it.
'Good morning sweetheart', a very familiar and beloved voice said.
'Good morning Mom' She replied in a weak voice still enjoying the aura of the recent dream.
'Dreaming princess, how's the night', mummy asked.
'Perfect' she replied with a smile.
And once again she was ready to face the daily materialistic affairs of the world.
Author's Note : Basically, this is written to convey a message to those who are expecting an update of my ongoing FFs which could not be possible due to my daily affairs. Nowadays, I'm very busy that even sometimes I forget to have my meals. I hope you will understand my condition and have patience. I may or may not update soon but the stories will come to an end, for sure! Sorry, too, for keeping you await..