Mistake of a Lifetime...Part 1

I wake up to a sweet morning fragrance 

without last night in my remembrance. 

And I find myself in an unfamiliar place 

as I run to the bathroom to wash my face. 

I keep trying to remember what happened last night, 

but trying to remember is like trying to see through a bright light. 

I go back to the room to put on the rest of my clothes 

as the sun outside of the window glows. 

I suddenly come to a stop to see what's in front of me. 

It is a middle-aged woman holding two cups and a pitcher of hot tea. 

Now I'm having these crazy thoughts going through my head. 

Did I do what I think I did with this woman in her bed ?! 

I asked her in a frightened voice, " What happened last night?" 

And as she smiles and giggles, my thoughts come to me as a fright. 

She tells me to calm down and relax 

while I'm going insane trying to find out the facts. 

She sits down beside me and gives me the hot tea 

as she constantly stares at me. 

She tells that it's okay, 

but, at this point, I'm really not interested in what she has to say. 

So without further say, I rushed out of the door. 

Leaving this house and never to remember it anymore.... 

...(To be continued)...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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