I Thought...

I was falling in love... At last. For real.

I was thrilled!

I thought of him every morning and dreamt of him every night. The sweet nothings we shared kept playing in my head. How we laughed together. How we enjoyed being together. How we missed each other when we were apart and how we were delighted when we saw each other. How it felt free and unencumbered. You know, the gooey stuff that happens in the movies.

For a moment, I thought maybe I should open up and let this man enter my world and see the side of me that no one ever sees. Could he be the one I was going to spend forever with?

Next thing you know, I'm yawning and stretching and I cracked my fingers and I shook loose my hair and... it was nothing.

There was just not enough there.