I Love Writing Stories
Hi to my wonderful friends... It's been five days since my last story. I was reading some that I had written a while back and thought you might like this one.
From Afar
by Trace Avery
I hurried as I got ready; this was an exciting evening for me. I had been watching you from afar and admiring your beauty for as long as I had known you.
The way you walked, the way you held yourself, the way you talked, just seemed to melt my soul, and I wanted you.
I didn’t ever think it would be possible for us, you and me, to ever become the friends we are.
You belonged to another and I knew how you felt, I realized you were off limits, but yet I dreamed and fantasized what if.
Today, you told me that you and he were history, even though I felt an excitement in my being, I held you in my arms and told you I was sorry for your loss.
I felt your softness against me and desired your love, is it so wrong?
I stroked your hair and invited you to have dinner with me. To my surprise you said yes and I soared into heaven at that moment, feeling a bit ashamed that I might be taking advantage of you in a weak moment.
Yet this was my opportunity to let you into my life and for me to become a real part of yours.
It’s getting close to the time for me to come to you, to pick you up, and take you out. I can only imagine at this point what the evening shall bring and only hope for the best.
You are so beautiful, sweet, and kind, how could anyone not love you or not desire you? I know I do!
My heart is racing as the moments draw even closer; my hands feel moist grasping the steering wheel. Gawd, I hate that.
Thoughts run wild in my brain and the fear begins to overtake me. I should be thinking good thoughts because it’s what I have wanted and now, now it’s my chance to impress you, to have you fall for me, as I have for you! This is so stressful, please don’t hate me.
I can hear my heart in my ears as I walk to your door, the flower that I hold in my hand weighs a ton.
Is it the wrong thing to do, giving you a flower on our first and possibly last date? I’m so nervous; I hope I don’t screw up.
I have never wanted something, someone as much as I want you, at this moment!
Reaching out, I ring the doorbell and wait. It seemed like forever before the door opened.
I smiled and without a word, I held a long stem red rose out to you. You took the rose, you took my hand, you leaned to me, and kissed my lips.
When you pulled back there were tears in your eyes, I asked if you were ready to go and you asked if we could stay there instead.
Then hand in hand you led me inside where we found your couch, sat and talked for hours. We soon were discovering our dreams and hopes for each other were alike, that you too had watched me, and wished for my love from afar.
We kissed!
From Afar
by Trace Avery
I hurried as I got ready; this was an exciting evening for me. I had been watching you from afar and admiring your beauty for as long as I had known you.
The way you walked, the way you held yourself, the way you talked, just seemed to melt my soul, and I wanted you.
I didn’t ever think it would be possible for us, you and me, to ever become the friends we are.
You belonged to another and I knew how you felt, I realized you were off limits, but yet I dreamed and fantasized what if.
Today, you told me that you and he were history, even though I felt an excitement in my being, I held you in my arms and told you I was sorry for your loss.
I felt your softness against me and desired your love, is it so wrong?
I stroked your hair and invited you to have dinner with me. To my surprise you said yes and I soared into heaven at that moment, feeling a bit ashamed that I might be taking advantage of you in a weak moment.
Yet this was my opportunity to let you into my life and for me to become a real part of yours.
It’s getting close to the time for me to come to you, to pick you up, and take you out. I can only imagine at this point what the evening shall bring and only hope for the best.
You are so beautiful, sweet, and kind, how could anyone not love you or not desire you? I know I do!
My heart is racing as the moments draw even closer; my hands feel moist grasping the steering wheel. Gawd, I hate that.
Thoughts run wild in my brain and the fear begins to overtake me. I should be thinking good thoughts because it’s what I have wanted and now, now it’s my chance to impress you, to have you fall for me, as I have for you! This is so stressful, please don’t hate me.
I can hear my heart in my ears as I walk to your door, the flower that I hold in my hand weighs a ton.
Is it the wrong thing to do, giving you a flower on our first and possibly last date? I’m so nervous; I hope I don’t screw up.
I have never wanted something, someone as much as I want you, at this moment!
Reaching out, I ring the doorbell and wait. It seemed like forever before the door opened.
I smiled and without a word, I held a long stem red rose out to you. You took the rose, you took my hand, you leaned to me, and kissed my lips.
When you pulled back there were tears in your eyes, I asked if you were ready to go and you asked if we could stay there instead.
Then hand in hand you led me inside where we found your couch, sat and talked for hours. We soon were discovering our dreams and hopes for each other were alike, that you too had watched me, and wished for my love from afar.
We kissed!
70-79, M
