A little droozy drabble part 1
By jester_
(Having a sentence in my head all day long I decided to make a drabble
during class. While my teacher was babbling I wrote this little
drabble from Will Riker's mind.)
As I am living here right now this is going nowhere. In these
quarters there is nothing to do, nothing to watch nor to hear
anything except for my breathing.
I am waiting for someone, but that person is not coming. I know that
deep in my heart but still I am hoping which I have every right to do.
Sitting here on my cushioned couch, holding a glass of whiskey and
nearby on the table a bottle of whiskey, almost empty offcourse as I
want to drown myself.
Will she come? If she wants she can sense my thoughts. My mind is
totally open for her alone. her caress is so gentle when she reads my
mind, but that is in the past. If I close my eyes I almost can feel
her again in my head, her laughter when she finds something amusing.
Her laughter.....I can't put her smile out of my mind. It was....no
it is still a very special one. Her laugh starts in her eyes, her
black eyes glitter a little and then her smile goes down into her
mouth. Her laughter sounds like a breeze in a summernight.
Still she doesn't come. I need her, I want her. My mind screams for
her.......IMZADI!
Finishing my drink, another night without her.
When will she come?
Tomorrow the next chapter :-)