dindongbell
The center of attention. He dominates the room. Hungry stares thrown in his direction, some resentful glares towards mine. Couldn't help but do a quick assessment of myself. Not bad, but not the most gorgeous either. For a second, I don't know where to look and avert my gaze, but his hand caress my cheek. I close my eyes and everything else fades away. He shifts my body so I can melt into his, as he whispered, "You sweep me off my feet." I open my eyes. He is all I need.
Everything she ever dreamed of, all that she could ever hope for . . . Aghast, she gazed at her world one last time, grateful for the opportunity to say goodbye. Alas, all she could do was turn around and cry.
I don't intend to be anyone's master.
Except for my own.