domingo, 28 de outubro de 2007
She dreamt about him every night. Each glimpse of his deep blue eyes was a thrill replayed over and over again by her bed stand, filling up the many bleeding gaps of her young heart. She dreamt of the absolut - she wanted to taste his flavour, to be the center of his world, to unite their souls forever. Still, all she had was the dream.
She kept her dreams and wishes secret untill she could take no more. One day, years later, she found the courage to tell him how she loved him, to tell him that his face had haunted her on every single night since the day she'd seen him for the first time. When she did, he smilled, told her he felt the same and kissed her. His lips were harsh, his cold hands all over her body felt like a hungry octopus trying to embrace her...Something wasn't right. She suddenly stopped the kiss and turned her back on him.
- What do you want from me then? - he asked.
- I want my dream back! - and she walked away.
She kept her dreams and wishes secret untill she could take no more. One day, years later, she found the courage to tell him how she loved him, to tell him that his face had haunted her on every single night since the day she'd seen him for the first time. When she did, he smilled, told her he felt the same and kissed her. His lips were harsh, his cold hands all over her body felt like a hungry octopus trying to embrace her...Something wasn't right. She suddenly stopped the kiss and turned her back on him.
- What do you want from me then? - he asked.
- I want my dream back! - and she walked away.
