brynnedge
My heart pounded. Woven with fear, each breath racing through my body. I took a step forward... and what happened next was inexplicable.
I looked around, disoriented. Surrounding me were hundreds- thousand of inexplicable shapes. Shapes that didn't make sense.
What I need is love. What I want is love. So why hasn't it come to me yet. Years have passed, eyes have strayed, and emotions were made, all I need... is to be wanted.
What's love? Is it the future, the reason we exist, the meaning of life? No.. is it a doorway to another experience, another realm of realistic fantasy? That's what it is, my own world of realistic fantasy. My world I wonder.
I could do it, I almost had it. Concentration, anticipation, almost.... It had taken me years and now it's down to this, what now? What if I destroy the opportunity?
I swept my feet across the bark dust. The swing squeaked and echoed throughout the empty park. The thoughts burst through my head, but I pushed them back and let the birds sing in my ears....