I am completely surrounded by thoughts of him.
They lurk in the darkness of my mind.
Everywhere I look every direction I turn...
he's there.
Haunting me.
I strain to keep back the tears when...
I think of how he used to "love" me.
What a pathetic lie.
When I see him with her...
I feel like dying...
even though I know that I shouldn't.
Even though I know that I should move on.
I try.
But somehow I am stuck.
Like the clocks of time have frozen.
Like the sands of time have halted.
By now...
I come to the realization that...
my cheeks are streaked with tears.
The tears of a...
lost...
dazed...
confused...
and broken hearted girl.
I make one attempt to center myself.
One attempt to stop the flow of tears.
One attempt that failed.
I try to hide my face.
My vision is impaired by the glistening drops of water spilling over and out of my eyes...
The sounds the surround me are muffled...
until...
the sweet, comforting, velvet voice of a friend...
brings me back to Earth...
and leads me out of my trance.
"Could I have this dance?"
"Sure"
He grabbed my hand and lead me away from the table...
almost as if he was dragging me away from my worries, my heartbreak, my troubles...
my fear.
I followed him.
Not quite trusting him.
Afraid to be lead into darkness and left there.
Again.
He gripped my waist with his firm, yet gentle arms.
He held my tightly close to him.
For once I felt...
safe..
I felt..
secure..
I felt...
unafraid.
I remained in his arms for what seemed like just seconds.
When he finally...
lifted my chin to look into his eyes...
and he asked...
"Would you be my girlfriend if I were to ask you to be?"
"Sure. I guess."
"Well I am asking now. Would you be mine?"
"Yes. If you will be mine."
"I already am. It will stay that way. I promise."
I simply reply with a smile.
He is quick to smile back.
He pulls me closer.
A flash of heat rushes through every part of my body...
from my head to my toes.
I ponder over the thought of him as my boyfriend.
Then I smile to myself.
Then...
as suddenly as...
a flash of lightning during a warm spring storm...
I am over him.
Completely.
I am then surrounded by new thoughts.
The thougths of being surrounded by his arms.
I look down to make sure he was really there.
Then I smile again.
And I am once again...
surrounded.