Drabble #6: Making Love out of Nothing at All
"I know just when to face the truth and then I know just when to dream" – Air Supply
Walking down the hallway, she wondered why the shadows seemed to cling to the walls so much more deeply today, why they seemed to echo her sadness. As she walked into her room, she glanced out the window, staring at the scattered stars in the sky as she thought about the difference between a reality and a dream.
He had been a dream and a foolish wish. In his eyes, it was nothing more than a meaningless flirtation, a kiss on the sly in a stolen moment.
But it had felt so real. And he wouldn't give into that reality.