My Dream Of You...

My heart fluttered and emitted a multicolored aura as I smiled agaisnt the cool breeze thinking of you. Along the white flowers, worn out bench, cold and almost old marble stone, I remembered and never forgot. Alone I sat, agaisnt the grass just inhaling all our memories, the nostalgia engulfing me until slumber has invaded my senses and stole my peace of mind.

 

There you was, in front of me. You had that usual killer smile, the one that made me blush and my heart stop.

 

"I am here." You said to me extending your hand, with a warm reassuring look. "I promise to never leave."

 

I smiled brightly, reaching to take your warmth. It was a beautiful autumn day, the smell of moist and then the smell of incoming rain.

 

It was the thunder that woke me up, but only in my memory. Of course, you were gone. Promises? Isn't there a saying they are meant to be broken?

 

Done