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All I Need
His face haunts my dreams. His gorgeous face. His sky blue eyes
surrounded by a halo of dark black hair. His porcelain skin. His
perfectly shaped lips. Oh, the longing I feel for those lips.
In every dream we seem to be mortal enemies. We fight in every dream.
Even when he has me pinned , ready to kill me, all I can think about is kissing him. I think of burying my head in that perfectly chiseled chest. Of him holding me gently around the waist. Of those lips just barely brushing mine, and then fully settling into a true kiss. I think of calling him mine.
In this dream he has come close to kissing me. We fought in broad
daylight today. His fists hitting everywhere except my face. My fists hitting any part of him that i can see. I always hate to hit his face. It mars his beauty, but only slightly.
He grabs me from behind. A misstep in my form. How could I have been
so careless? As he holds me from hitting him, it seems like he is
burying his face in my hair. I tilt my head back ever so slightly, afraid that he will let go. He doesn't. I tilt my head back farther, wanting his lips to meet mine. They don't. He breaks away to quickly for me to try and pull him back. I feel the hurt that comes with his rejection. As I make a very well aimed kick at his chest, I hear him whisper "Where have you been all of my life?".He steps back, out of the range of my kick. I miss. As I start to respond to his query, I wake up.
Once awake, I feel like I've known him all of my life. I ache for the
love that radiated from him. I can still feel the animal passion with which I had fought. The fierceness with which I had wanted him to kiss me.
I look down at the tangled sheets around me and see that my iPod is
still on. I reach down to turn it off, but pause when I see what song is playing. The song ALL I NEED by Within Temptation is playing. The soft whisper of the lyrics can be heard through the room.
"I'm dying to catch my breath
Oh why don't i ever learn?
I've lost all my trust though I've surely tried to
Turn it around"
"Can you still see the heart of me?
All my agony fades away
When you hold me in your embrace"
"Don't tear me down
For all i need
Make my heart a better place
Give me something I can believe
Don't tear me down
You've opened the door now
Don't let it close"