Journey, Life

My Lover on the Yellow Bicycle

This is a RE-POST.

I was walking down a street, I saw her, my lover, riding on a yellow bicycle.  I could tell on her face that she was sad, sad at me.  She kept riding her bicycle down the street looking at me.

As I was walking along her, I saw my colleague and his wife standing at the street corner.  I wasn’t sure why but I felt like I needed to hide the fact I was in love with this girl.

My lover’s face still looked sad.

I remember walking down a small parking lot when I decided I needed to be with my lover.  I asked her to wait as I headed back to a small building one block away.  She would wait for me at the next intersection.

I walked back to the building and decided I need to use the restroom.  I started talking to someone in there.  Then I went into a store and realized that she had been waiting for me a long time now.

I ran out the building.  In the distance I could see that she was not waiting for me any longer.

I ran down the block but there were many people blocking me.  I wanted to run faster but I felt I was going nowhere.

I remember that she would turn right at the next intersection, then left at the next street and head to the park.

I turned right at the next street, recognized the corner and then headed left at the next street.  I felt that I wanted to cry inside because I had left her waiting too long.

As I entered the park, I remember the street being so beautiful, reminiscent of streets I visited all over the world.  It was clean lined with whitewashed trees along the entire street.   There were young and old women vendors selling fruits and goods.

The park was very green and the air was cool.  I started to look for my lover, I did not know where she went but some people knew I was following her.

I raced to find her but just when I thought I saw her…I woke up.  I was dreaming.  It was a sad dream because I knew my lover was still waiting for me to find her…


About Darc xeD

Sometimes its good to write a lil' story about your life, for it's about sharing the experience you have to the world.


One thought on “My Lover on the Yellow Bicycle

  1. is that for her?

    Posted by brookesfaces | September 7, 2011, 6:38 AM

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