My Story, Yours Too.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
I Dance to Forget, Part 2 ~ with credit to the Eagles for one of the world's greatest songs
Continued from Part I. of I Dance to Forget.
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way. "Everyone deserves a second chance," he convinced me.
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say "Keep your heart open," they always said. The brain, in subtle quandary, concurred nonetheless. Being with him was right. He was my everything. My heart led the way.
Welcome to the Hotel California. He offered pure comfort, romance, and passion. He adored me. I felt so happy.
Such a lovely place. Everything was bright and beautiful.
Such a lovely face. "You're impossibly cute," he'd tell me. "You make me believe again."
Plenty of room at the hotel California "Do you know how much I love you?" he'd ask. "No," I'd respond. His love and ours felt infinite.
Anytime of year It was the summer of 2005. We camped, hiked, meandered through local beach towns, and dined in mediocre fashion. We had fabulously warm and fun dinner parties. Friends, family, and strangers regularly commented on our happy sappiness. I was suddenly living the dream that had carried me through until then. I had it all.
You can find it here. Deep down, I knew I deserved it.
Her mind is tiffany-twisted, What I didn't know is that I was headed in the opposite direction.
She's got the Mercedes bends. The signs were deceptive. I followed them.
At that time, I was heading a dance group that I founded. Though he never danced before, he danced with me, for me.
Thinking back, I can't remember a time when I didn't dance. I liked to twirl. My friends called me a spinning top. I called myself Rockin' Robyn. It caught on.
Finding a man to dance with meant I had truly arrived. I had my life partner.
I'll be back with Part III. Jake, probably not. Sorry, but please do come back for the next stretch. xo