My Dearest Rhett,
I pass by this cafe often. It is always at a busy time and as I peek through the window I see you sitting there. Always looking so handsome. So deep in thought. I watch you hand as it flows across the paper and I see the grin come across your face. I wonder if it is me or another beauty that has tickled your heart. I play it over and over in my head. Me walking in and standing there before you. Would it be the start or the ending of a great romance? Sometimes the playground of our mind is such an open and safe place. I stay sexy and you stay kind. We love! Simply love. None of the real life things like bills, obligations, deadlines and such. Just love.
I remember you once asked me…let’s write about Love! I laughed. What do I know about Love?
To me Love is like a drug. There is that awesome moment when you feel like you can hold the world in your hand. The moment when you feel invincible. The moment where you know right there and then if you died you lived a great life. Nothing, no nothing could get you down. Nothing else matters. You spend the rest of your time chasing that day. It never feels so strong. So intense. I want to feel it deep. I want it to drive me. I want it to be there to the very end and beyond.
Because of that…because I fear that the high will never last and all I will be left with is the addiction and the pain. I simple walk away. My hands drop from the glass and the fog from my breath simply fades away. It is like a preview to my future and a replay of my past. It simply fades…..
Zazie
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