Close your eyes and open your heart and feel my soul touching you, needing you, wanting you every second of every day, begging you in soft and breathless whispers for your passion and love.
Her gaze lifted from the note she held in her hand and she stared out the kitchen window to see the dawn breaking over the mountains.
Last night, after 3 glasses of wine, she wrote the note with tears rolling down her face. She had every intention to give it to him somehow but now in the growing light of day she realized there was no reason to even try.
He had turned away and now she stood only in dreams, alone, watching him go on with his life without her. Not even a backward glance to see her......ah that was it....he did not want to see her in her pain.
Perhaps he was feeling his own and this was his way of dealing with it.
She raked one hand through her hair and felt her chest tighten as she knew they never got a chance and it hurt.
Sighing softly she crumbled the note and said softly, "I am dead in the water, still looking for you and you can't see."
Turning from the window she tossed the note into the trash and went to stand in a hot shower to wash away the memories of what she did not get to have.
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