Monday, October 20, 2008

Slow Dance

The rain made a steady downpour outside. The idyllic moment of their romantic dinner by the mountains was made cozy by this humdrum weather....

He looked into her eyes and could not help but see a thousand moments in just a single stare... But they had only seen each other these few days. It really wasn't that much and it sure as hell wasn't enough.

There she was - that woman he saw only a few times more than a decade ago. Changed. Different. The same? It's all of those at the same time. But he knew no less. It was her. All these years he spent wondering - pondering - about that girl with the mysterious stare. Why wonder about a passing face? Was it just coincidence that led him to hold a piece of his memory for her?

A long held memory. A chance rendezvous. He didn't believe in coincidences and yet here he is. The odds are stacked up against him. This was no accident that their paths crossed again.

A familiar tune is played by the jazz pianist...

He never did this before but it was now or never. he gazed in her eyes and shakily said: "Will you dance with me?"...

"What?! The floor is empty. Everyone will be staring at us." she replied.

"So?" he said, smiling and winking at her. She gave out a sigh - a slight sense of interest but hesitation in her voice. He stood up and held her hand. It was tense and a grip of reluctance in it. Then they slowly moved towards the dance floor.

They stood in the middle of the dance floor. The overhead lights slowly dancing a slow parade of shades around them.

He held her waist. His hands a little sweaty and shaking. She was scared but so was he. "Don't look around." he whispered.

She closed her eyes and held her arms around his neck. As if in a teasing and deliberate fashion, the lights were now on them and the whole world just disappeared. There was only the shadowy glow of her hair and shoulders in front of him and different hues of colors overhead.

It was just them and the music....

This was going to be the last time they were going to be together in a long time.

The music was just teasing his emotions...

"Saying goodbye
Is never an easy thing
But you never said
That you'd stay forever"

Damn, he was miserable and happy at the same time but he didn't care...

"So if you must go
Darling I'll set you free
But I know in time
That we'll be together"

Shit! He wanted to fight the thought from his head...

"I wont try to stop you now from leaving Cuz in my heart I know..."

"Love will lead you back
Someday I just know that
Love will lead you back to my arms
Where you belong
Sure as stars are shining
One day you will find me again
It wont be long
One of these days
Our love will lead you back"

He fought back the urge to give in to his emotions right there on the dance floor. The song was depressing but it also gave him hope. How he wished the story of their love would unfold as the song did. Ah, but that was just pushing his luck. He just wanted to enjoy this moment because he never did anything this stupid before. But he had always been a romantic. He was in it for the experience.

So the music went on and the night and the room didn't seem to matter. She was in his arms for as long as he could hold her.

She had to leave soon. It was a path she took for herself and her family. He understood the reason. It would be selfish of him to hold her back. This was a brief moment for their paths to cross. Some paths take a long time to part but some, as is his case, part as soon after they meet. This was how fate decided one's path in reality.

Photo credits by Vivian Chung

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