There was
that moment, when she closed her eyes and laid back in the car seat as he drove
her in the dark empty streets of their city. There was nothing but the sound of
the music she loves filling the air and his scent.
If only time
could be stopped.
“Are you
happy?” he later asked her.
She wished
she could find enough words to explain the overwhelmingly indescribable
feelings she had at that moment. But instead like a little girl she stuttered
in agreement.
Her heart and
mind were still frozen on that moment, the fantasy that out of the blue came
true.
She had
always wanted to go on a ride with a nice man who would make her safe enough to
close her eyes and enjoy the speed, the music & the scent of him. When she
first had that fantasy she had someone in mind. But that someone never made her
feel safe. He never played music and he was too shallow for her liking.
But him … he
was different. He is nice. He is of substance enough to carry on an endless
entertaining conversation. He could understand and argue her philosophical
revelations and he had a great taste of music. He is also a good driver.
So in a
moment she was face to face with a dream coming true. Mesmerizing, such a high
that she wished she could keep fresh for years.
She wished
she could hold his hand. She wished she could just ask him for a hug.
She wished
this moment could last longer.
Or maybe she
secretly wished he would last longer …
He is like a
stone thrown into the stagnant lake of her life. He woke her up. He pulled her
back into life. He made her feel young, capable and wanted. He made her feel
all the things that she hasn’t been feeling in years. He made her want things. He
even made her dream again.
She wanted
him to stay … she wanted the potential she felt he holds to be real not only
her desire. She wanted to go on endless rides. She wanted to have endless
talks. She wanted the hug he promised will be there if she ever needed one. She
wanted to share the things he said he wanted to do in his life.
She wanted
in …
She can’t
tell exactly what or why …
But she
wanted in …
But that is
another fantasy … who knows whether or not it will ever come true.
Because in
real life. The right things, the right time and the right person are totally
different than our dreams.
