Shattered Interior
Chapter 1
As I'm chasing him down the hallway, I can't help but wonder how far it stretches on. I keep pace with his heartbeat, not too slow and not too fast. I like running to a pattern, I need constants in a world as unstable as our own. He stops at what appears to be the end, and turns to look at me. He's wearing a mask, but I can picture his face from memory. He slowly lifts his hands to remove the mask, and I stand in awe. He reveals his face, which to me is flawless. Not a single thing is out of place. All of a sudden, she steps into view. Her sharp features come into focus, and I realize he's looking at her with his chocolate brown eyes. He wants her, and I know it. She glides to him and takes his arm and they slowly turn to walk out of view. I can't move, my feet are stuck to the floor, and I can't chase the one I love. I start crying out, but no one can hear me.
I shoot up out of the bed and beads of cold sweat roll down my face. I've had this dream before, every night for the last 6 months. I'm haunted every night by what I'm faced with in reality every day. I can feel the tears welling up in the corners of my icy blue eyes. The dream is always the same, as I'm so close to what I want, she takes him away every time. I've tried countless times to stop her, but I'm always stuck. Her wicked gaze puts a trance on me, and I can't snap out of it, instead, I'm forced to watch the one I love walk away each time. The worst part is knowing each night that I'm just as helpless in my dreams as in reality.
