Friday, 29 November 2013

Response 6: Just keep dancing

The newspaper laid out on the chest of drawers read out the date 13/07/48. This the day I met my dear Heidi, her eyes the same as that day- but she wasn’t there anymore. This newspaper we always kept from our first date, I was hoping she would remember something.

Sitting in her room being a stranger was the hardest part, she didn’t even know who I was, no amount of story tellin’ would change that. It didn’t stop me trying’ to make her remember.

 “This is the greatest love story I’ve ever head” whispered Heidi, my heart breaking a little more.
I pulled out my old record and blew off the dust.

As our song we’ll meet again played I took Heidi’s hand and began to dance. Derek, is that you? My Heidi was back for that moment, I knew all that was left was to keep on dancing.

1 comment:

  1. Awwww, *blub* - I actually really am shedding tears reading this one. Very moving.