~Okay, so I had no idea if YWS published free verse stories and so I had to ask. If "other" fiction doesn't apply to this, then tell me and I'll move it. Otherwise negatives reviews are welcomed! Oh, and enjoy. 
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I ran.
And that's all I did.
I ran from what was right. In my life.
I didn't care. Whatsoever.
He was all I cared about.
I knew he called for me
at night
when the moon was
out and about.
For I longed
to be with him.
And all it's possibilities.
Nothing could stop me,
for being with him.
I opened
the rusty, old gate
and crept through
the wild gardens.
Time.
It was probably midnight.
But I didn't care,
what would happen in the morning.
I held onto the cold doorknob
and regret
swam all through me,
like a confused child.
My next movement
could probably change
my life.
Forever.
I instead pushed open the door
and was blown away
from the
bright chandelier's lights.
Everything inside
looked like a
picture from the past.
The moment I stepped
onto the clearing
everything about me changed.
I was now wearing
a short black dress.
Walking farther into the room,
I saw a floor length
mirror.
Was that really me?
Did I really have
wavy
ash
blond hair
and blood
red lips?
Or was my
imagination
creeping
back into my thoughts?
I looked at
the mirror
differently
And saw him.
I didn't
move
one
inch.
He walked
swiftly,
smiling,
that
perfect
smile of his.
He came up
from behind
me.
“Gracie.”
He slowly
whispered
into my ear.
I closed
my eyes.
A few special
moments passed
by.
With him putting
light
kisses
down my throat.
I felt
like I was
going to
die.
Time passed
quickly.
He turned me around.
He looked sexier
than before.
“So beautiful.”
He grazed my cheek
with his warm hand.
I closed my eyes
once more.
I felt his soft
lips upon mine.
A moment passes
and we pull away.
He looks me in
the eye.
I know it is
time.
“Come.”
I gave him my hand.
He led me upstairs.
