...and then you start to think....about the good times; makes you feel good, puts a smile on your face, and there's even a chuckle. You begin to imagine another scenario - it's never happened before but it's just as good as what has come to past. The imagery is so real, like it actually happened; you smile, and even another chuckle. You hear her laugh, see her smile, feel her arm wrapped around yours, feel her body bump and press into yours, as you both walk down a fairly calm Spanish Harlem street on a moonlit summer night. It feels like somewhere this is actually happening, like a parallel dimension - hell it's probably true...
There's no worries despite the normal frustrations that creep up every now and then; but on this night it doesn't matter so much, we just walk...together...We share each others' positive energy, it bounces back and forth between the both of us, just for us...it feels good...we walk. She holds me tighter, subtle but noticeable; I respond the same...
But reality kicks in (at least the current reality) and murmurs "...this never happened, and it probably won't..."
Oddly enough you think to yourself that there is another dimension, and with a little bit of jealousy, envy, you hope that this is happening; "the positive energy continues to bounce between the both of us, and it will go farther than what has happened in your reality..." A little bit of hope - but....
"That's how it's suppose to be...."
If she stumbles upon this, she might think I'm weak; but I am not....
