Disclaimer: I do not own Monia Reyes, John Doggett, or the X Files *tear* sooooo wish I did... I once had a dream that I owned the X Files... heheheeee, a lot of people were very happy... including the characters... and then I woke up... *another tear* well... on with the story!
Sitting here peacefully, one foot crossed over one leg, a warm gentle breeze blows like your comforting embrace, and it surrounds me like your arms should. I close my eyes and all I hear is the soft rustling of leaves and birds talking so each other in the distance and I wish it were the soft rustling of your clothes as you approach me, your familiar voice that I heard. I feel the warm air as it flows across me and I wish it were your warm body holding mine. As I breathe the scented air, I smell the flowers and sausages cooking on an outdoor barbeque some where, and it reminds me of when you brought me hot dogs when I moved house, and you were quick to correct me that they were polish sausages. My stomach growls as the smell grows stronger and I wish for you to appear and pull me up, into your arms, telling me that you know a place on M Street where we can grab something to eat.
I have seen many couples and parents with kids go by me today and I wondered why I felt like the odd one out, aside from that I was the only one there alone, I was the only one who wasn't happy. Everyone that passed me was happy, they had the person or people that they loved with them and the difference for me is that I'm hopelessly caught in a case of forbidden love but I'm all alone. I think that you feel it too but I can't be sure it seems we take two steps forward, three steps back and one forward but we don't really get anywhere, and I wish we could forwards…
As I sit in this deserted kids' play ground, up in the cubby house with an escape slide, I realise that just how silly the game we play is, and it comes to my attention that I can make my wish a reality with just a phone call, I could spread my wings, and I'd learn how to fly, then I could reach the sky… with you…
So I put my book down and I pick up my phone, dialling your number slowly and a little uncertainly, having no idea what to say to you when I suddenly hear your voice and all my fears and uncertainty fade away with the sound of the words 'John Doggett' and I don't even realise as I return with the reply of 'Hey, its me,' I used it to stall for time, to think of something good to say and I hear your laugh, and even though you are laughing at me, I find comfort in the sound as you tell me, 'Yeah, I know Mon, a little thing called 'caller id' told me that' and I find myself laughing right along with him for a few moments and then I remember its my turn to speak and I still don't know what to say but it shocks me when it hits me that I am speaking and I'm asking you over for diner and you reply simply with 'Sure, be there in 20' and then you hang up on me as a smile forms upon my face and I get up, heading in the direction for home, only now noticing that it was getting dark but I was more excited that my wish was coming true.
Well hopefull you enjoyed what I came up with in the forty minutes 'free time' I had today, how about cos you are reading in this in probably what is your free time, you take 15 seconds to let me know if I'm getting it all right, cos what I write is what you read, so I gotta know what you want written... :P