Dreams Lost

The orange cone burnt bright in the darkness of the night and she took a deep drag on her cigarette.

She gave him her heart and her life. Her everything. The last year saw her going through emotional turmoil. She knew that this caused tensions in their relationship but she explained them to him. And she thought she could trust him.

“Aren’t the ones who love you supposed to stand by you no matter what?”

The tears fell harder as she thought about the last seven years. And how never once in that time did her heart turn on him. It stayed steadfast in love. All through the roller coaster ride that defined their relationship, her love for him was and still is, unwavering.

She turned to go back into the house. She stopped at the threshold and flicked her cigarette into the darkness. She wiped away her tears and watched the sparks fly and fade slowly into the night before closing the door. “He is gone”, she said to herself.

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Thinking about him brings a smile to her face. She thinks to the time he looked at her with hunger in his eyes and told her exactly what he wanted to do with her. She grins thinking once again about his innocence which she finds so endearing. They talked about falling in love. They both immediately denied the possibility. Later though, lying in his arms, he told her she was beautiful. And smart. That he had the memory of every inch of her body committed to memory. And that of course he could fall in love with her. She kissed him deeply. That was all she could do with her throat choked up with emotion.

Looking into his green eyes, she saw a man who was vain and difficult. He obviously had a past he didn’t want to dwell on. But she also saw a strong, vulnerable man in need. A man who was kind and caring. A man who could love like she loved. A man who was big enough to take her on.

As she nuzzled deeper into that magic spot between his shoulder and chest, her thoughts flew fast and free. It was only there that she dared to dream. Dream about how good it could be. And as she succumbed to fatigue, that familiar ache in heart appeared to lull her to sleep.