My Fantasy

Dec 31, 2007 - 22:04 PM PST

I wrote this a long time ago on Myspace.

I still feel the same way.

Sometimes I sit thinking about what I would like in life. I have everything I would ever want. I have happiness, I have God, and I have in fact, a very good life. But I wish, if I were to plan out a relationship it would go something like this.

I'd be in college, sitting on a bench on the campus doing some work for class, when she would notice me. We'd sit and talk about nothing, and it would be fun, and the feelings for each other would be mutual, without even talking about them yet. Somehow we would end up dating, and our relationship would be past the outer realm, it would be more about love than physical pleasure and sex. The relationship would be about each other, not each other's bodies. And somehow, we would end up getting this jolly idea to move out to the country. Maybe it would be for only a few days, maybe a few weeks, or maybe it would be permanent. But we would. Somewhere where it's just me and her, for 25 miles. Her, me, and the rolls of billowing hills and landscape. I'd like a river there, and some tame bears and beavers would be nice, so we would have something to sit and laugh about. We could play in the scenery without caring about a thing in the world. No bills, no worries, and no one else, just us. I'd like the weather to be nice, and maybe our names inscribed in the clouds too. I'd probably have a few lame verses of poetry that I'd have prepared in my back pocket that I'd pull on her, and the best part? It wouldn't matter how lame it sounded, she'd love it. We'd look at each other for as long as we pleased, her into my eyes and mine into hers. The day would draw to an end, but the moments wouldn't. Later that night, there would be a pavilion already carefully placed outside our country house, where an orchestra would play us music, for as long as we possibly cared. She would be dressed so beautifully that you would think your eyes weren't truely correct. Under that pavilion, where only light from the moon and the stars is radiating, I would tell her all of the thoughts that had flooded my mind for a lifetime, and how incredibly entrancing she was; Nothing would stand inbetween us. Gazing into each other's eyes under just the moonlight, with the romantic atmosphere created by the dedicated music, I'd propose to her, and tell her everything I wanted to be, and be that forever. Later that night, we'd lie down in the grass, holding loving hands, and I'd turn to her and mention that this was a time that we would never fail to remember for the rest of our lives. The crickets would chirp lovingly, and the mood would be peaceful, and we would fall asleep hand in hand under the stars.