Rain

She loved to dance...
He loved to watch her..
She always walked home from the dance hall...
He always followed a few steps behind...
She lived in a house with a red brick wall...
He knew ...because he followed her until she was home...
She often glanced back to see...if she was being stalked by her tall handsome stalker..
Stalk her he did...for he hated to disappoint her...
She smiled ever so brightly at times...just knowing her knight followed her to her castle..
He would look up and frown at the clouds...and wonder why they would attempt to rain upon his princess..

She didn't care about the rain.....
He walked her through it....
She didn't care about time...
He counted the minutes...
Not a day went by when they wouldn't meet...
Yet neither said a thing...
Then one day fate had a plan...
She walked her way home as usual...
He followed suit close behind....
She felt a trickle of excitement..
He felt joy watching her glide...

She wanted to talk to him...
He wanted to walk with her...
This would be the day she decided..she would talk to him..
He wondered if he would ever have the courage to tell her how he feels...
She stopped in her tracks...with an eerie eagerness...
He stopped at once behind her...his heart pounding hard....
They stood on the market road the busiest road of all..
Oblivious to their surroundings...cherry cakes and all...

She turned around and faced him...
He looked at her and hid his glance...
She smiled at him n blushed furiously...
He found that it completely melted his heart...

A sound in the distance made them vary..
Something had gone horribly wrong...
They didn't pay attention, for the moment they were having was all that mattered..
She would tell him today she felt safe with him..
He would tell her he would gladly steal her pain away...
She would tell him today she loved him so...
He would tell her today that everyday he lived only so he could walk her home...
Things in the distance knocked over...with a horrible screeching sound..that followed
she turned around and screamed...

He looked at the sight with horror in his eyes...the world had come to a standstill....
a truck was heading..out of control..heading straight for the girl...
She didnt want to die....
He knew he wouldnt let her ..if he tried..
This was the day she wanted to rejoice...
He had to make a choice...
He couldn't watch her die...
The world moved slowly for him....
He reacted with instinct..
and then it all unfolded.....

The next day ...the town's people..payed homage to the brave young lad...
They spoke of him highly...rumors were ripe that he did it out of love and compassion...
& the girl he loved was safe and well...

She didn't attend his funeral....
He was buried with the proper respect that he deserved....
Rumors said the girl had lost her smile...
Her faith however...was stronger now...
She often said.."i have a feeling..he will always look over me..wherever he may be"...

After all she loved to dance...
And he loved to watch her ...

For love..and everything it means..

*I wrote this a long time ago, but perhaps until now..it never meant more.
Ab.