We were beneath the tree beside our house. Me in my little pink corvette, you in your yellow prowler. We were talking big smack, passing licks and clowning around. Racing each other up and down the street until the sun went down. Then you stood, and you smiled. Your hands rose, you began…
In secrecy we meet, dangerously aware of the troubles we greet. Carelessly giving in to temptation week after week. To others we belong, but the feelings shared between us are far too strong. We can’t let go, no matter that we both know this life we lead is wrong.
I find it hard to put into words the changes I’ve felt come over me. It’s been scary, but amazing. It’s been stressful, but empowering. It’s been bubbling within my mind and soul, pushing a stronger and wiser woman to the top. It’s been calming. It’s been peaceful. It’s been God.
That morning I saw the sunrise in your eyes. Beautiful shades of pink and gold, representing love and hope. Followed by a smile bright enough to light the sky with infinite hope. Arms of bliss waiting to wrap around me, for a lifetime of happiness and joy.
If I let you, you’d take my all and give me nothing in return. That would be my biggest fault. So, what can you offer to assure I don’t lose my heart?
So it’s like that? It’s just what my eyes are seeing? Deception and heartbreak, Brought by the one I trusted most?