Literature
The gentleman with the paper napkin rose!
Lonely and heart broken,
I was that night.
I walked out of my hotel room,
right into the bar and into it's magical atmosphere,
beautiful belly dancers,
Arabian nights...
I sat down and got me a drink,
wanting to drown,
all of my feelings,
my love, my life.
Wanting to be cold,
not wanting to feel anything,
betrayal is a painful
thing to remember!
So I wanted the ability to forget,
since forgiving was much too soon
for my broken heart.
So intense was this pain,
that many,
many years later
I still carry it's scars.
Without looking I was at the distance,
welcomed by someone's interest...
There he was looking at me,
and for the longest time