This can't be happening.. Not again! I thought I was done with love, it never works out and in the end the only thing you get is pain. But how else could I explain this feeling I had that I thought was gone forever with the broken remains of my heart. Don't get me wrong I'm not a cynical love-hater, I've just been hurt. Badly. Some people call it betrayed, I call it finding out your best friend and boyfriend have been sneaking around behind your back. Yea, not the best experience. So since then I promised myself I would never feel that way again. Especially not with someone I haven't talked to. Or in my case glimpsed in the park. But I'd be lying if I said there weren't butterflies in my stomach and my cheeks were warm. Not knowing what to do, I did what I did best, run away. It runs in the family. My dad ran away when things got tough years ago and I haven't seen him since. As I walked/ran away someone caught my arm, stopping me. "Do I know you?" It was him. The cause of the butterflies in my stomach, which were now fluttering as if their lives depended on it. The boy from my dreams. God I sound like Sleeping Beauty or something. But I really did dream of him. Remembering the dream made me blush. I was falling everything I cared about passing by so close yet so far and I couldn't reach them. And just when I thought the end was coming and started to accept it, a pair of hands caught me. And suddenly I didn't care about anything else except the fathomless eyes I was looking into. I couldn't remember being scared or why I would ever feel that way. I had HIM and I would never need anything else. Anyway, back to the story. I must have looked like an idiot. Caught up in my own thoughts. But when I looked up his face was filled with patience. It made me feel like he would wait for me no matter how long. I was tempted to experiment my theory, but I decided i probably should answer. "Not that I recall," I replied. I tried to run away again but his hands held me in place. Where he touched me it felt like I was being electrocuted but in a good way. "Lets change that," he said with a smile that made me tremble. I knew then that this was one of the most important times of my life. But could I handle it after my former pain and loss. My mind said no, but my heart was telling me h*ll yes! I'm proud to say that I listened to my heart, and made one of the best decisions ever, if I do say so myself. Life is about taking risks and doing what you think is right, because a few words can change everything. In my case those words were; "Change is good."
Taking a Risk
April 29, 2011