LOVE STRUCK AND HURT

For a moment she got his heart pounding with joy, the all elusive love had found him at last. He could see it all; the curdling, the giggling, the long unwinding tales of their reach past, of their present excitement, of their future anxiety.It felt good. In his eyes he could see two people standing in the horizon, the sun tied and setting. He could hear them sing too, the rich immortal song of Shania Twain 'looks like we made it look how far we've come my baibe, it might have took the long way but we knew we'd get their some day... ' But then it occurred to him that this could be a dream. All but a dream. He shut his eyes, even added his two hands to close his face so he would not let Janet Andrew go. What he did not know, while he was doing all this he had lost the sleep along with the sweet dream. it was a new dawn without his love, had he been love struck and hurt? today he keeps his eyes open hoping, hoping against hope that his Janet will not pass while he is asleep.