Hey. I can't sleep.. why? Because there's a light still on in my head. A small light. The steady warmth of the floor lamp and the flickering of a screen. A movie's playing. You know, those silent types but you know exactly what is said, how the music should be. Those types with bleak looking landscapes but you just know, you just feel what colors, shades and hues are meant to be there. You just instinctively know.
There's a boy and a girl on screen. They're sitting side by side on a bench, in a park. They sit quite close. Close enough to touch. There's trees all round, you hear nothing but the wind and the birds that soar on them. They're alone. Sitting there. Enjoying the company of the other. The viewer of the film envies them. Envies the time they have together. Envies their solitude.
The viewer can only watch on as silence becomes a touch. A warm hug between the two on screen. The film is paused. A tear trickles down hesitantly. It's not supposed to be there. She wishes with all that she is to be in the movie. Feeling the warmth of a hug. A hug shared with someone else. Someone miles and miles away. A hug with someone that matters.
She fiddles with the remote and her finger finds its way to the play button. She wearily sets it down. She takes a sip of something sweet out of a slender glass, the contents warming with time. The pair on screen get up, now they walk on. Still silent. Still warm. Hand in hand, deeper into the park, through the trees, into the sunset.
She stares intently at the screen long after it fades to black. She stays, and she sits. "Where do they go after all that?" She wonders. It must be somewhere beautiful.. I hope it is.
Darling, a lovely dream is it not?