I held his hand gently as his fingertips traced my cheek. I stood there in awe, silenced as his lips met mine. I was in heaven, and I was living my dreams. I couldn't believe that exactly a year before I was only hoping and dreaming to be this masterpiece's girlfriend, only to find that sometimes dreams can come true. I would say I'm just lucky, but somehow, this feels too right, too perfect, too….
I took a breath as ours eyes met at a stare, we were both on cloud 9 and definitely not ready to come down, not yet, not ever. I only wish life could remain this way. Everyday waking up knowing the arm around you wants you closer than you could ever imagine.
Everyday resting your head on his chest, trying to make out how many beats it takes to prove he loves you, to prove he's alive, and you're alive, and not one of you is dreaming.
I not only needed a pinch but to be reassured that he still felt the same with everyday. I couldn't be left alone for a second without feeling that something was missing. Maybe I was going crazy, or maybe I just cared too much and was afraid of letting go. Maybe I just wanted to be held and never come out to the world, maybe…
Does that make me coward? I wouldn't think so, but then again I never thought that I'd be standing here 6 months later, walking the sidewalks lightly covered with a sheet of snow, and wishing, hoping,…. and dreaming to be his girlfriend.
I couldn't stop the words as they came pouring out. It was like a broken faucet. Why couldn't someone just tackle me down to the floor and stop me from speaking such nonsense?
Why couldn't I clench my fists and throw them in the air hoping to break this masterpiece. Why couldn't he just love me like old times….? Why can't it just be 'because' and not 'why'?
It was almost pathetic how each teardrop seemed to stain my skin. Just pathetic.
They say when you dream, it's our trying to focus on our day's thoughts, emotions, and tasks that didn't' get done.
Maybe I'm just obsessed. Maybe I'm just a mess.
Maybe…my summer's dream could just happen to be my winter's nightmare….