Universe of Dreams
I stand raised by the marble surface with you in front of me, dressed in your flowing white gown, with brown, curling tendrils of hair resting upon your shoulder. I stare into those piercing chestnut eyes, dirt upon your elegant white figure. Except they’re not dirt, they’re another piece in the package of beauty, and in them I lose myself.
We’re in a grand old room, and it rises high above us with a marble ceiling leading up to a circular stained glass mantlepiece. The circular wall surrounding us is covered with windows of it’s own stained glass, casting brilliant colors upon all of the white in the room. Draped from a circular balcony that spans along the walls of the entire room, are strips of red silk decorated with different designs colored mostly of gold. Below our feet is more of the immaculate red in the form of a carpet that leads to the door we entered in what already seems like years ago. On either side of the rug are white chairs, filled by your family as well as mine. Your mother seems to be holding back a tear, and your sister’s everlasting smiles seem to have grown to their largest state.
To my left was the most important man in the room. The man who would fulfill my dream, and seal my destiny. He was saying things now, but to me they were inaudible. I was lost, lost in you, and in the world I had been imagining for countless years.
You reach your hand across across the barrier of air as your lips part and you say two words. The man now talks again, his words directed towards me. I knew what to say, regardless of the fact that I couldn’t hear him. My lips part and I mock you, repeating those same two words.
Your mom is crying now. Your sisters are still grinning, big as the universe. Your father has lifted his arm, slightly embracing your mother as he fights back the tears of joy which are now pleading to him to be released.
I shake my head out of the trance you had put me in, and wonder how this had happened to me, how had all my dreams come true? We begin to move closer, slicing through the chasm of air between us. We meet forehead to forehead, the black of my suit presses against the white of your dress, a stain upon your beautiful figure. Our hearts beat the same rhythm, and I whisper those three overused words. Your smile flashes across your face, and your lips part again, this time to mock me. You speak those three words, those three words I never though I would hear. The now small gap between our faces begins to close, but it never does completely.
Too good to be true, I should have recognized that from the start. Now the deed was done and the pain had struck. I blink away the drowsiness, and my eyes begin to flood. I pound my fist on the mattress for the fifth time and for the same reason. The dream always ends the same. I wake up from the universe I’ve created, the universe I want so badly to live.
I reach my hand down and lift the journal from the side of the bed, another entry of the grief I feel is written in.
I hardly talk to you. The only way I’ve heard your voice in what seems like eternity has been through the dream. I see you rarely, but when I do, the whole of my soul is lit on fire from the brilliant rays that radiate from your own soul. But the fire dies and the darkness drags me back, back to the solitude of knowing I’ll never have the one I want. The only one; You.
They say I don’t know you, and maybe you would agree, but I disagree. I’ve seen you, I’ve been around you, I’ve learned. I’ve known your family my entire life nearly, and I know you more than many others can say they do. So call me naive, crazy, immature, juvenile, moronic or insane. I’ve heard it all, but I don’t care. I love you now as much as I did the moment I laid eyes on you, the moment you said hello. Why you ask? I can’t tell you in words... Give me a chance though, and I’ll show you through my actions. I’ll make all your dreams come true. I promise Alyssa.... I promise....
-JRS
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