Angel Eyes
We danced so close that night. So close that I could feel his heart
beat. And now he was gone. I didn’t know if I would ever see him again, but every
time I heard that song I felt him. I felt him in my arms, I felt his breath on my face, his hair in my fingers. For that breif five minuets and fifteen seconds we were one person, moving in our own world. It felt so right to be
in his arms that night. But I knew that he’d leave. Some things you just can’t get around. He had to leave. It was his job. But when we danced, it didn’t matter anymore. He was mine, and I was his. I would always be his
though.
It had been five months since I had seen him. I heard that he had been back
in town, but our paths never crossed, no matter how hard I tried to make them.
I sat at that small bar that night and nursed my beer, just as I did everynight after work. The jukebox stoped and a familliar song began to
play.
“ Girl your looking fine tonight,” I heard play. It was our song.... “Angel
Eyes” by the Jeff Healy Band. I sighed and took another drink of my beer. I felt someone come up behind me and lean in to my ear.
“ So tonight I’ll ask the stars above, how did I ever win your love.” the voice in my ear sang. I turned and saw him.
“ Taylor.” I said, my heart jumping out of my chest.
“ It’s been a long time Heather.” he said. I just nodded as he took my hand and led me out to the dance floor. And for that remaining four minutes and fifteen seconds I had him, finally.
THE END
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