: Our Story , One Last Try

 Hey All!

Here is the next few paragraphs continued from June 5th Blog! Hope you enjoy it xo

As she got out of the shower a weird shiver went through her body. She pulled on her robe and wrapped her hair up, then headed to her desk.  She opened up the file on her computer which she had been recording every time a dream-like last night occurred. The reason she started doing this is that over the years she did have a few of her dreams come true… Thinking maybe because this particular one has occurred several times over the years, then more frequently in the past year or so... She glanced over the file and realized this is the third time in the last month. That has never happened before. She continued with her day thinking nothing more of it…

 

Meanwhile, the pacing finally settled enough for him to lay down and rest…

 

She pulled away quickly and started to run. I can’t do this she yelled. He started after her and pulled her into his arms. Tears streamed down his face.

 

“AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” he yelled as he woke up abruptly. He hated this dream. He has been having this dream since the first time he saw her after the first time they broke up. That was the first time he cried ever over a girl when she came back to his arms…Now, this was over a decade ago... He has been swallowing down all his feelings and throwing himself into his work after that final time she left 6 years ago… but over the last ten years, he’d be lying if he didn’t think about her constantly.   Of course, he hadn’t told anyone about it... He went on pretending he didn’t have a heart, feelings or emotions at all. It is not like he hadn’t tried to date or anything since. It's just that none of them were her…..

 

“ What kind of loser hangs out alone in front of a pool hall?” she yells from the car. That’s when he knew… that this girl was something else... He smirked at her. “We’ll see ya later at the bar”, she and her friends drove off./...

 

He would never forget that night. That was the night she stole his heart.

As her day went on she threw herself into her writing... She hated to admit it but pretty much everything she wrote lately was about him. She hated this. He was now affecting her professional life. All she ever dreamed of was publishing at least one piece of her work. She finally had the time to focus on that, but of course, he had crept his way into that as well. As a writer, she always wrote everything down. It’s how she expressed how she was feeling.

“ our love and time together, all feels like a dream.. was it even real? Or did I dream it all?” she asked herself these questions every day. Especially because the first 6months were the best of them all. When he cared and loved her. He may have cared the other times. But she knew that’s when he was just before he closed his heart off... She knew every time after felt as good but wasn’t the same as those first 6 months.

 

Damn it I thought I was helping her. Trying not to hurt her more. When I first left, I thought it was for the best. I didn’t feel like I was being fair to her...  I was wrong I should’ve kept her. We keep finding each other randomly. I even said that. Why didn’t I see the signs sooner? How am I going to get her back? How is she ever going to forgive and trust me again? Even a little sleep was defiantly not happening at this rate.. he got up and headed back to his office.