terrifying. Tears poured from my eyes and I curled up grasping my stomach. I felt sick. I didn’t have even an ounce of optimism left in me. All my hope had suddenly vanished, overwhelmed by fear, doubt, and anxiety.
I felt Michael’s warmth surround me. He took me up into his arms and held me close to him. “It will work, Liz,” he assured me. “You will get the tape off and you will get free,” he said hugging me tightly. He gently kissed me, and for that second, I forgot about everything else. My mind became overwhelmed and fogged by him.
“You promise you’ll be with me?” I asked, looking into his big beautiful brown eyes.
“Yes,” he said squeezing me tightly. “I will be with you and there is nothing in heaven, or hell, that could keep me away. You might not be able to see me, but I promise you – I will be there.” He looked directly into my eyes; his words were sure and unwavering. I suddenly felt a sense of peace, even if it was in the smallest measure. Just knowing that Michael would be there, even if it was in spirit, gave me a glimmer of hope.
I felt like my whole existence was to be with him. That out of all the millions of people in this huge world - we were meant to find each other. But one man, one murderer, one selfish drug addict, ripped that part away from me…the part that kept me breathing… the part that kept me… me. A loving, caring, beautiful life… stolen away.
Some would say it was his destiny, some would disagree. I didn’t want to believe that we weren’t supposed to be together. He was my perfect match. And even though I am only seventeen, I had a chance to know, to feel, a glimpse of what true love really is… really was. What Michael and I had was special.
I began to feel a burning inside of me. It started deep in the pit of my stomach and emanated throughout my veins. It was a feeling that I’d never felt before, a feeling that made me want to fight, for Michael, for me; a feeling that made me just a little bit stronger. Maybe it was his love, and the love that I had for him, that was giving me strength. I wanted to help him more than myself. I would have gladly traded places with him if I could. He was so much more a better person than I was.
“Come here, you,” he said, breaking my thoughts. He wrapped his arms tightly around me pulling me over to my back. He lay next to me, resting on his side and holding himself up on his elbow. His fingers carefully traced the lines of my face.
“You’re so beautiful, Liz,” he said leaning down and pressing his lips on mine. His mouth was eager kissing me like he’d never kissed me before. There was electricity between us - a current flowing through each of our beings – connecting us, even in a dream. How I longed to stay here with him. I didn’t care if I ever went back to the real world. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
He pulled back and hesitated. There was a deep sadness in his eyes, and I knew that our time was quickly coming to an end. I carefully studied his face… his perfect, beautiful face, and then he smiled. My heart melted, and he stole my breath away.
“How can you do that?” I questioned, looking at him and shaking my head.
“Do what?” he asked quizzically with one eyebrow lifted.
“Be so damn charming. Even in my dreams your charms overwhelm me.” He laughed loudly, and it made me smile. But it also made my heart ache at the same time. I looked into his eyes and knew that I’d never love anything more than I loved him.
“Hey… What’s the matter?” he asked softly. He also knew me too well.
“I just wish this was real.”
“It’s as real as you want it to be, Liz. And right here, right now, there is nothing more real to me than holding you in my arms, loving you,” he answered with a grin.
I hoped to lock this memory away forever in my subconscious, and take a mental picture - never to forget it. He leaned over and gently caressed my face, pressing his
I felt Michael’s warmth surround me. He took me up into his arms and held me close to him. “It will work, Liz,” he assured me. “You will get the tape off and you will get free,” he said hugging me tightly. He gently kissed me, and for that second, I forgot about everything else. My mind became overwhelmed and fogged by him.
“You promise you’ll be with me?” I asked, looking into his big beautiful brown eyes.
“Yes,” he said squeezing me tightly. “I will be with you and there is nothing in heaven, or hell, that could keep me away. You might not be able to see me, but I promise you – I will be there.” He looked directly into my eyes; his words were sure and unwavering. I suddenly felt a sense of peace, even if it was in the smallest measure. Just knowing that Michael would be there, even if it was in spirit, gave me a glimmer of hope.
I felt like my whole existence was to be with him. That out of all the millions of people in this huge world - we were meant to find each other. But one man, one murderer, one selfish drug addict, ripped that part away from me…the part that kept me breathing… the part that kept me… me. A loving, caring, beautiful life… stolen away.
Some would say it was his destiny, some would disagree. I didn’t want to believe that we weren’t supposed to be together. He was my perfect match. And even though I am only seventeen, I had a chance to know, to feel, a glimpse of what true love really is… really was. What Michael and I had was special.
I began to feel a burning inside of me. It started deep in the pit of my stomach and emanated throughout my veins. It was a feeling that I’d never felt before, a feeling that made me want to fight, for Michael, for me; a feeling that made me just a little bit stronger. Maybe it was his love, and the love that I had for him, that was giving me strength. I wanted to help him more than myself. I would have gladly traded places with him if I could. He was so much more a better person than I was.
“Come here, you,” he said, breaking my thoughts. He wrapped his arms tightly around me pulling me over to my back. He lay next to me, resting on his side and holding himself up on his elbow. His fingers carefully traced the lines of my face.
“You’re so beautiful, Liz,” he said leaning down and pressing his lips on mine. His mouth was eager kissing me like he’d never kissed me before. There was electricity between us - a current flowing through each of our beings – connecting us, even in a dream. How I longed to stay here with him. I didn’t care if I ever went back to the real world. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
He pulled back and hesitated. There was a deep sadness in his eyes, and I knew that our time was quickly coming to an end. I carefully studied his face… his perfect, beautiful face, and then he smiled. My heart melted, and he stole my breath away.
“How can you do that?” I questioned, looking at him and shaking my head.
“Do what?” he asked quizzically with one eyebrow lifted.
“Be so damn charming. Even in my dreams your charms overwhelm me.” He laughed loudly, and it made me smile. But it also made my heart ache at the same time. I looked into his eyes and knew that I’d never love anything more than I loved him.
“Hey… What’s the matter?” he asked softly. He also knew me too well.
“I just wish this was real.”
“It’s as real as you want it to be, Liz. And right here, right now, there is nothing more real to me than holding you in my arms, loving you,” he answered with a grin.
I hoped to lock this memory away forever in my subconscious, and take a mental picture - never to forget it. He leaned over and gently caressed my face, pressing his
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