The phone rang. "Would you like to go out?" he asked. "Sure", I said. I needed to get my mind off you. What would it hurt? An evening out, good conversation, some dancing, and perhaps a way to help me forget.

I showered, put on my best perfume, did something special with my makeup, and went out feeling pretty good about myself. My date smiled when he saw me, so I knew that the extra time that I put into the preparation paid off. We ordered drinks and sat and talked for awhile. But somehow you managed to creep into my thoughts. His eyes stared into mine, but I found myself wishing they were your eyes that lit up when they looked at me. I listened for your voice that never fell upon my ears, those familiar little things that I loved to hear from your lips. I choked back tears as his hand took mine, because I wanted it to be yours that caressed my fingers. I smiled and pretended to enjoy myself and he asked me to dance. I enjoyed the dance, and then one of the songs that I consider "ours" began to play and my heart ached wanting you to be there. When he took my hand and pulled me out on the dance floor again, I went along, but in my mind you were the one that led me there. I lay my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes as the familiar words and music caused me to want you even more. I began to imagine that I was dancing with you, my head on your shoulder, your lips on my hair. We moved slowly to the music and I could feel your fingers slowly caress my back and move lower. I leaned into you and I could feel your breath against my neck as you leaned over and brushed the hair away with your lips. I was wanting you so much when the music stopped and I came back to the real world. It was not you. As much as I wanted it to be you, it wasn't. Your eyes weren't the ones looking into mine, your lips did not cover mine with warm passionate kisses, your arms did not hold me in the safe haven of your embrace.

I spent the rest of the evening wishing you were there, and then after making my excuses and leaving early, I went home to my safe haven where I spent the rest of the night dreaming about you. I can't get you off my mind. My heart is consumed with you. If only I could make you see how much I love you. I still hope that someday, this fantasy can be realized and you will forever be mine, and in the meantime, you will forever be in my heart, on my mind and in my dreams.