“Meet me in Paris”

A continuation of The Lover, The dreamer and me

There he was…

A guy stood in front of me while I am sitting in the sand and letting go all the waves that hit me that year. He smiled at me and gave me sunshine that I need after the rain yesterday. A tall, dark and handsome man sat beside me and talked to me everything under the sun. I was hesitant to look at him. I am scared to talk with him. But I felt the warmth embrace of the sun that I didn’t feel for a long time. This man gathered every pieces of me that was scattered in the sand.

There we were…

We enjoyed being under the sun. We loved the heat of the sun and we discovered everything under the sun. We sat in seashore and let the waves hit our feet. We also tried to unveil the mystery under the sea but there’s no place under the sun. The sun sets beautifully and as he waves goodbye to the two of us, a promise was said: “We will meet in Paris”. It was music to my ear, accompanied by the sounds by the waves. Over and over again. But It’s getting late and dark. We need to go to our own room and rest and a kiss ended up our day.

And here am I…

In the most romantic place in the world, Paris. Staring at the Eiffel Tower. Crying in the sunburn that I had and it is really hurt. I took pleasure under the sun and now it burnt me and I don’t know how to heal it. I waited. For the 5 hours, hoping that he will come but he didn’t. I know he will not come. The moment that I step in the airplane I know he will not come to Paris to see me again but I gambled my fate. I left everything behind and I look forward on the day that I will feel the sun again but the sun said goodbye just 5 hours ago and I wasn’t able to kiss him goodbye. I wiped my tears in the eyes and begun to smile while looking at the Eiffel Tower…

THERE’S A SHINING TOWER AFTER THE SUNSET.

>> 9 September 2009

11:39pm