A Night of Romance, a bottle of wine, soft music...wait a second where is my boyfriend?
Night of Romance.....a little wine, a little music....wait a second...where is my boyfriend?
( From my neighbours perspective)
That is exactly the question that is on the minds of millions tonight. Where is her boyfriend?
How could he leave her on a perfectly beautiful night sitting on her balcony with soft music playing
in the back ground, an amazing bottle of red wine, a gorgeous sunset....and all alone?
Apparently she heard him mumble something about having to work tonight but honestly.....I
am not to sure.....oh well his loss.
As I watch her from my 3rd story apartment I can see her meticulously placing everything in its
appropraite place before she settles in to type on her computer. What she is typing I am not quite sure
but possibly some poetry or an email to her boyfriend telling him how hurt she is that
he has left her all alone. I have watched her for a while now and lately she has not been happy
I long to ask her why and to simply just sit and listen as she tell me her problems. Maybe
I can help. I wonder what goes on in the head of hers.
Sometimes I stare over to her balcony with my binoculars but tonight that is not necessary. She is wearing
this adorable pink strapless dress and looking as cute as ever. ahem...i have ventured off
from my story..... Anyway today it is difficult to see how she feels, normally her facial
expressions give her away but tonight I am not to sure. She seems more peaceful, more relaxed than normal
and it is a very nice site to see. It pains me to see her unhappy, but alas I am only the
person sharing this building and have no rights to her happiness.
As she takes a sip of her wine I watch her savour it. I use my binoculars now to watch her tongue
slide over her bottom lip to lick the last drop of wine. Her eyes are closed and the look of pure
bliss on her face is agony for me to watch.....oh how I would love to be that drop of wine...
What a waste of a romantic evening.....
( from my perspective)
As I sit her with my amazing bottle of red wine that I have been craving since sunday I wish that
my boyfriend were here to enjoy this beautiful night with me. The sunset is gorgeous and now
slowly slipping behind the clouds on its way to make someone else's day brighter. I watch
the boats go by and breathe a sigh of relief that this weekend is over. It has been a rough one
The street lights have not yet turned on and the bugs have not yet started swarming around me
so I am safe for at least another 20 minutes.
All of the sudden as if I can feel someone staring at me I look up just in time to catch the man
across the way staring at me through binoculars. Oh how odd is this....I wonder what he must be thinking
I hope not terrible thoughts about me chained to his bed.....uggg makes me shudder just to think.
Anyway, I really wish that "Mr. Big" was here with me right now, He would be sitting in the rocking chair
my feet would be hanging over the armrest and we would be laughing, which before this weekend
would have been an unfamiliar sound for us. Thankfull all is now well and we can continue
on our jouney. THe most difficult part is how vulnerable I feel. I know that he wants
to be with me, that part isnt the question. I am not really sure what the question is....mmmmm
confusing....yes I know but that is the mind works.
I imagine my neighbour can see the puzzled look on my face and must wonder what I am thinking
but to his dismay he will never know.
I put the glass of wine to my lips..take a long slow sip and quickly lick the last drop off my lips
that tries to escape. I lean back in my chair, and try to relax and not think about the past
few weeks but to dwell on the last two days and this feeling of bliss....I am scared...but happy
nervous but giddy.....I wonder what is in store for me......
A romantic night, a bottle of wine, sweet music....and thoughts of my boyfriend....
.......A perfect night.....( almost *wink*)
( From my neighbours perspective)
That is exactly the question that is on the minds of millions tonight. Where is her boyfriend?
How could he leave her on a perfectly beautiful night sitting on her balcony with soft music playing
in the back ground, an amazing bottle of red wine, a gorgeous sunset....and all alone?
Apparently she heard him mumble something about having to work tonight but honestly.....I
am not to sure.....oh well his loss.
As I watch her from my 3rd story apartment I can see her meticulously placing everything in its
appropraite place before she settles in to type on her computer. What she is typing I am not quite sure
but possibly some poetry or an email to her boyfriend telling him how hurt she is that
he has left her all alone. I have watched her for a while now and lately she has not been happy
I long to ask her why and to simply just sit and listen as she tell me her problems. Maybe
I can help. I wonder what goes on in the head of hers.
Sometimes I stare over to her balcony with my binoculars but tonight that is not necessary. She is wearing
this adorable pink strapless dress and looking as cute as ever. ahem...i have ventured off
from my story..... Anyway today it is difficult to see how she feels, normally her facial
expressions give her away but tonight I am not to sure. She seems more peaceful, more relaxed than normal
and it is a very nice site to see. It pains me to see her unhappy, but alas I am only the
person sharing this building and have no rights to her happiness.
As she takes a sip of her wine I watch her savour it. I use my binoculars now to watch her tongue
slide over her bottom lip to lick the last drop of wine. Her eyes are closed and the look of pure
bliss on her face is agony for me to watch.....oh how I would love to be that drop of wine...
What a waste of a romantic evening.....
( from my perspective)
As I sit her with my amazing bottle of red wine that I have been craving since sunday I wish that
my boyfriend were here to enjoy this beautiful night with me. The sunset is gorgeous and now
slowly slipping behind the clouds on its way to make someone else's day brighter. I watch
the boats go by and breathe a sigh of relief that this weekend is over. It has been a rough one
The street lights have not yet turned on and the bugs have not yet started swarming around me
so I am safe for at least another 20 minutes.
All of the sudden as if I can feel someone staring at me I look up just in time to catch the man
across the way staring at me through binoculars. Oh how odd is this....I wonder what he must be thinking
I hope not terrible thoughts about me chained to his bed.....uggg makes me shudder just to think.
Anyway, I really wish that "Mr. Big" was here with me right now, He would be sitting in the rocking chair
my feet would be hanging over the armrest and we would be laughing, which before this weekend
would have been an unfamiliar sound for us. Thankfull all is now well and we can continue
on our jouney. THe most difficult part is how vulnerable I feel. I know that he wants
to be with me, that part isnt the question. I am not really sure what the question is....mmmmm
confusing....yes I know but that is the mind works.
I imagine my neighbour can see the puzzled look on my face and must wonder what I am thinking
but to his dismay he will never know.
I put the glass of wine to my lips..take a long slow sip and quickly lick the last drop off my lips
that tries to escape. I lean back in my chair, and try to relax and not think about the past
few weeks but to dwell on the last two days and this feeling of bliss....I am scared...but happy
nervous but giddy.....I wonder what is in store for me......
A romantic night, a bottle of wine, sweet music....and thoughts of my boyfriend....
.......A perfect night.....( almost *wink*)
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