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Room 123 Part 2
We had our serious moments, talks about our lives, and then there were moments of pure bliss just enjoying the comfortable silence We would laugh and talk all about our pasts and things that we had both been through, and there you told me that you found true love when you looked at me in that room I have never felt so much emotion and could see it shine through another’s eyes, I have never been loved like that before, not once in my whole life The way that you held me, the way that you knew just what to say, the way that you would look at me, and how you could never look away The way that you lifted me up in your arms and danced so slowly with me in that small room, I have never felt more alive or more loved then I did in that moment with you The way that you placed my hand upon your heart, the way that I could feel the love that you felt for me and how I knew that you never wanted us to part The way that you gazed into my eyes as you held me there so tight, the way that you softly kissed my lips as you whispered you loved me that night The words that you spoke that the music I heard was coming from your heart, no words were ever more beautiful to me than those precious words still are The way that you showed your love for me, the way that you made me feel, the way that you became one with me, and in that moment, time stood still The way that you looked at me so broken pleading with me to understand, that all that you wanted was to be with me if only you were a different man The way that you proposed to me as you sat in front of me, you didn’t have a ring, but you still pronounced what you wanted us to be You told me that you wanted to marry me and have our children and live a beautiful life, and in that moment, I let the fantasy take over and live in my mind The way you held my hand when you told me that your last name would one day be mine, you’ll never know how much I loved you then and how I wished that we could turn back time So that we could have met under different circumstances and not be chained to someone else, how we could have loved one another in the light of day and not behind the walls of this hotel But to me this doesn’t cheapen our love or the story that we shared, I know that although we were just a moment in time, I know that you cared I don’t feel that I was used or that you just wanted to feel something again, I know that I witnessed the real you, not someone playing pretend There was no acting on your part, your emotions were raw and true, and there was no faking anything that was between us, you loved me, and I loved you It was our story to share and it doesn’t matter what anyone else believes, we know that what we shared was love and the emotions, they ran so deep That last night that I spent with you the day before you left, as I was walking out the door, I stopped for just a moment to catch my breath I turned around and ran back into your arms, I just had to kiss you and let you hold me just once more, I needed to be where I felt that I belonged We both knew that tomorrow there would be no kisses goodbye, in the light of day we could only gaze at each other and try not to cry So, I left that night and engulfed myself in the memories that we had shared, and told myself that all would be alright and that you still cared The next day before you left you came to whisper into my ear goodbye, you softly touched my hand and I held on to you for dear life I didn’t want to let go because I knew you would never return, you had to go back to your home while I had to stay and learn The lesson about love and the heartache that it can bring, in those final moment’s death inflicted into my heart it’s sting I looked into your eyes for the very last time, silently pleading with you to come back and make me your life You walked out that door and that was the last time that I saw your face, and looking back I try to remember the look in your eyes, but as you it has vanished from my mind without a trace I would give anything if I could just go back to room 123 and just sit upon that bed, and remember all the beautiful words to me that you had once said If I could just envision you as I sit there and cry, it would be enough to suffice me since I can’t have you in my life But unfortunately for me this can never be, because years ago they tore those walls down that hold the secrets that we both keep Maybe it was a premonition of what would become of us someday, that the structure we were hiding inside of, like us could be taken away Now there is nothing there standing on those grounds, just a lonely field of flowers and not a trace of what once was can be found I still drive by there just to remember when, and every time that I pass a room numbered 123 my heart starts to beat again It wasn’t just a room, at least not to me, it was another dimension where I could be free A sanctuary that held the love of my life, the arms that I long for to still hold me tight A place that holds every dream that I wished to ever be, and the memories of the one I will always love that still holds onto that key.
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