I don't remember the face that graced my presence that one night. There was a dream that I remember perfectly and to this very day, I still see it in my head.
I was at the movies with all my friends. And as usual, they all leave to be with their other-half. I am left alone in a dark movie theatre where I know that about ten feet behind me, my friends are having a session of tonsil-hockey.
I throw popcorn at all the people that I see making out and I feel a presence near me.
"Can I sit here?"
"Free country."
I don't know who it is, and I don't know why this happened, but whenever I am in a relationship, Hell, I've never been in a relationship. Anything close to a relationship, I feel smothered completely and i have to get out of it.
But this was different. I watched about half the movie when the guy sitting beside me leans over and whispers in my ear, "This is the worst movie I have ever seen. Let's get out of here." I go with him. My friends have always been followers so they join me. We go out to dinner and my friends who I can grow to hate very dearly, makes a comment to me. "I think he really likes me." Referring to my guy of course. Throughout the whole meal, we keep eye contact and normally I feel weird when someone looks at me but I felt completely comfortable. Then we left the restaurant and went for a walk in the park. It began to rain. I didn't care that I didn't have an umbrella. And that was when he kissed me, but this was a different kiss. This one made me feel warm, as if the sun was shining and the rain had stopped pouring. Then i woke up. I remember the dream perfectly. I keep it in my heart.
