Memories of Kai

I was in theater in high school, & had recently been raped. This is of the young man who saved me emotionally. I woke up early one morning and suddenly remembered this. He must have been in my dreams

Four in the morning, as I am wide awake, flooded with memories of Kai walking into the costume room. 

"How do I look?" he asks in a soft voice. "You look stunning, but you're missing a button off your uniform." 

I look through my huge box of buttons, quickly looking for an olive green button that will at least somewhat match the others in his USO costume. I find one that is slightly off, but will do. He takes off his shirt and hands it to me, as I thread a needle and sit down next to the sewing machine. I quickly fix his shirt and drape it over his shoulders and button up his shirt. 

"You are a life saver, he says.

 "No," I replied, "you saved my life." 

He looks at me and pulls me close to hold me. How good it felt to be in his arms... The music for his song and dance number begins as he runs up the stairs and onto the stage, leaving me with a kiss on my forehead and tears in my eyes...

Reviews

[angel]

First, welcome. I've not seen you before.
I loved your piece. I used to do a lot of musical theater, and I know the feelings and the pressure that sometimes erupts. Best wishes, love, and peace.

[silentwriter180]

Thank you, Angel. I just recently joined. I've posted a few poems & stories, and a couple of blogs. I look forward to connecting with you.

[Neville]

I sense these words were just crying out to be written and sincerely hope those tears are now long dried.
A memorable write if ever there was, and so very necessarily emotionally charged.. a virtual hug blown in your direction.... Neville

[silentwriter180]

Thank you, honey. Your are right. Writing for me is a part of healing. Being able to share these stories is a big help, so do your hugs. :-)

[Neville]

good to hear and do take care now... N