The DreamA Story by Katharine ShepherdsThis is from a while back when I was in a relationship and first felt myself falling in love.I had a dream the other night. I was running. I was
running as fast as my legs would carry me. And I don’t know what I was running
from. But I was running in a big white space. It was nothing. And it was only
me. The soles of my shoes clicked quietly with every stride I took to a rhythm
that flowed so smoothly but would not stop. I couldn’t stop even if I wanted
to. I was scared to look back to see what was chasing me. It sounded like a
storm. Thunder clattered overhead but I did not look back. But then in front of
me appeared a scene. It sat in the nothing and I ran right into it. It was him.
It was him and it was me. And we looked so happy. We drove in his car. And we
sang as loud as we could. And we kissed for the first time on the roof. And we
baked a cake. And we wrestled. And we fought. And we covered the wall with
pictures. And we spent time with my friends. And we spent time with his
friends. And we fought. And we laid in the bed for hours on end, taking slow
breaths, wishing these moments would never end. And I played it back in my mind
wondering all the while how he saw it, if it was the same for him. He’s had it
before. He’s had it all and I have not. He is my only one and I am one of his
many. But right now, in this moment, he is mine. And I am his. And I am falling
in love with him. And that is the storm I am running from. My vision turned
blank again. And I saw him standing there. There was a storm behind him too but
it was not moving. He was standing still. And so was the storm. But I was running
as fast as I could. I saw him there standing still and I stopped. I stopped
right in front of him. And the clouds came and released their wrath. But it did
not hurt me. He stood still. And he was dry. And I waited for his cloud to
move. But it did not. He stepped towards me. He stepped under my cloud. His
storm enveloped mine and the rain was stronger than I imagined. But still it
did not hurt me. He looked at me. And I looked at him. And he held me in his
arms. And I was not scared anymore. I woke up. And I told him. © 2014 Katharine Shepherds |
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Added on September 10, 2014 Last Updated on September 10, 2014 AuthorKatharine ShepherdsWest Chester, PAAboutLove All, Serve All, Create No Sorrow -Trevor Hall more..Writing
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