“Dance with me and pretend the world doesn’t exist,” he pleaded.
After that there was no going back. I took the hand he was holding out to me and he spun me into his arms. Holding me as close as he could while we slowly started to move to the rythm of the music. He led and I simply let my body follow his while I stared into his sky blue eyes. I knew I was screwed. Knew it to the core of my soul that I’d be forever his. No matter what had happened between us, when I saw into his eyes it felt like I was staring right into his soul. And mine.
“You know it’s true,” he whispered.
I could feel a knot in my stomach and I gulped hard. Closing my eyes for a second to process the fears coming up. That part of me that was afraid that it wouldn’t work out. That believed, he would run again. That didn’t feel good enough to hold this sacred relationship. That part that was afraid to get hurt again.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered with a sigh. “This is all my fault.”
It felt weird to hear him talk as if I had said it out loud. I opened my eyes again to stare back into his. “Don’t be. It’s not your fault.”
He sighed and closed his eyes, pulling me to his chest. I could feel him breathing in deep as if he wanted to say something but didn’t. So I closed my eyes and just soaked in this moment. We had never been this close ever. And yet our bodies felt so in tune with each other that it felt like we’d never done anything else. I could feel the warmth of his energy. His contentment. But also a spark of nervousness. Was he feeling the same?
‘I don’t know if I deserve a woman like you.’
“You do. You always did.”
He inhaled sharp. Had I just replied to his thought?
“This is so weird,” he said and shook his head in disbelief. I huffed.
“You don’t need to tell me.” We both chuckled and just kept on dancing. The music had already changed to another song. I felt my mind coming up wondering how long we would keep dancing. I could be dancing like this for the rest of my life. I never wanted this to end. I didn’t want to go.
My mind wanted to protest but when I opened my eyes I just saw his face drawing in closer until I felt his warm lips on mine. ‘Finally’, I heard a voice echo in my mind. But that moment I didn’t give a shit whos thought it was. I just felt a huge wave of relief and joy wash through me while our lips explored each other for the very first time. And yet it felt as if they were made for each other. A moment of perfection that I would cherish for the rest of my life. We both would.
„Dance with me and pretend the world doesn’t exist,” he pleaded. After that there was no going back.
Some months ago I found this prompt from Promtuarium on Pinterest. I forgot about it till today. And since I was waiting at the doctor, I simply pulled out my tablet and started writing. Hope you enjoyed. Maybe I will include parts of it in my book.
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