"So what you are saying is that Kevin, as in the gorgeaus man from the Backstreet Boys, sent you flowers?!" Kim Ann sqealed as she sat in her friend's living room and drank white wine from her crystal goblets. The two friends had met after work and had ordered chinese take out and gossiped.
"I was just as shocked as you are when I read the card. My god Kymmi, as if he sent me flowers, what should I do?"
"Call him, track him down and tell him you want to make mad passionate love to him. If it was Howie I would already be there turning the boy into a man," Kim Ann laughed "Seriously, Skylar you have to call him, you have been moping around because you thought you blew your chance, call him and say thank you."
"I guess I could, what if I scare him off and seem to pushy, dammit I don't want to make a fool out of myself."
"He made the first move when he sent you flowers two weeks after the event, obviously he wanted to get in touch with you," Kim Ann reasoned.
"I have to think about it..."
"Well, while you think about it I am heading off to meet Annie at the Java Hut, are you coming?"
"No, but tell her I said hello," Skylar hugged her friend and locked the door. She picked up her glass of wine and sat cross legged in her overstuffed couch. She picked up her laptop and started to type.
"Have you ever been faced with a situation in which you know that it may very well change your life. I sit here and stare at the phone that is sitting within my reach. Do I call him, or do I wait for him? I have been trying to reason with myself that he has already made the first move. He sent me flowers. Oh why are matters of the heart so complicated? I mean why can't we just meet, get married and die. Why do we have to go through the nervousness of the first date, the bliss of the first couple of months , the unsureness of the next couple of months and then the devestation when you break up. I know that it is all relevant but I am beginning to think that love is a sick game, that it lets you be happy, and then BAM it cuts you up. Isn't it horrible that I think that way. Maybe somethings are better left unsaid....who knows.....
Yours till the clouds stop moving
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"The man sent you the flowers hoping that you would respond. He obviously wants another chance to see your beautiful smile, a chance to catch the sweet smell of your perfume and a chance to feel the bliss and the electricity when he stood beside you. I believe that if you don't work for love than it is not worth it. Love is the greatest gift one human can give to another. If a woman is willing to persue me and willing to take the downs along with the ups then I know she is worthy of my soul.
I often sit on the dock that it in back of my house and dip my feet in the cold water. I can sit there for hours and dream about my wedding day. The look on my wife's face as she sweeps down the aisle. The way the tears well in her eyes as I take her hand and slip the band on her finger. Isn’t that strange? Usually it is little girls who plan their weddings. I have often slipped away and gone to my secret place and dropped pennies in the water, hoping that they fall on their sides so I can make a wish. Alas, none have landed on their side. I still make my wish and hope that the tides carry my wish to the ears of my true love. I wish I had the answers for both of us but I too am just a passenger on the journey for eternal bliss, however if it was me who had been been handed an opportunity to be happy, I would not hesitate."
Yours till the sun stops shining
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