• The Phoenix Rises

    by  • March 31, 2015 • * Safe for Work *, Gratitude • 0 Comments

    It was a beautiful night. I felt every bit like Cinderella at the ball.
    One dance turned into two, than a third, soon I lost track.
    You were positively charming. So handsome.

    You will never know how much those lovely compliments meant to me.
    I’m not sure I’ll see you again, but I will never forget how wonderful it
    felt. The truth is I was in desperate need of the spark you so generously
    provided with each brilliant smile.
    You can never know how terribly wretched, old, and ugly I felt until I saw
    that amazing sly smile. I have no doubts you are a playboy, you were incredibly smooth. Even as I said yes to that first dance, I could only envision the hundreds of ladies who would also say yes in the future. I admit, I thoroughly enjoyed that night. If I never see you again, I will always carry the image of you forever bringing back to life the broken hearts of silly old ladies like me everywhere you go.
    For one magical night, I was young and beautiful again.
    I’d forgotten what it was like, to be so happy, so free.
    Thank you for proving to me how easy it is to make me happy.
    I always felt as if a few compliments, a few smiles, and a couple of laughs
    were all that would be needed to lift my spirits. I was right and it was
    Funny, the last time I felt this way…. it’s odd.
    His name started with Z…yours starts with A.
    I hope you find your soulmate someday, but not too soon.
    The world is full of lonely people and you have a gift.
    I remember I used to as well. Bless you for re-igniting this aging phoenix.

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