10 days in a Malibu villa. Sponsored by my mysterious saviour. It didn't matter. We were in our private universe, just me and her. She was laying on my chest, my fingertips caressing all her dangerous curves. I was happy. It's been so long, that it felt like something new. Exhausted, but tranquil, empty, and full of this magic silence. The ocean's breath was the perfect lullaby.
"What are you thinking?"
"Nothing."
"I want to stay here forever."
"Me too."
"What's next?"
"I don't know."
"Can you trust him?"
"I don't know that either. He's been ok so far."
"And what if?".
I kissed her and brushed my fingers through her hair.
"What ever happens, you'll stick to the plan. Go somewhere and wait. Don't tell me where. And after a week, come and meet me at the airport. If I don't show up, you have enough money to keep you out of trouble.
'I don't care about the money. Just be there."
"I will."
10 days in heaven. Mr. Bling wants one last thing from me. And then I' m free, so he says. I don't care. If I die today, I'll die a happy man, happier than ever. This will propably won't have a happy end, but so what? Life doesn't have a happy end either way. What a ride..
"Are you scared?"
"I would be scared if I wasn’t scared."
I am dreaming. But I am dreaming according to the rules of the game. Not for long. No more rules, no more games.
Intimacy is the major high of life, getting to know yourself in a deeper way, through your partner, through her world. Sharing a secret, in a language that only the two of you can understand. It's so strange.. That one person can do all that. She's not the missing piece of the puzzle, she is the puzzle. And being with her, gave meaning to everything.
This is our last night. And the first time, after years, I prayed. I don't know to who. But I feel some kind of faith. She fell asleep in my arms. The dictionary of my life is rewritten. With lipstick, mascara and a smile that sets the dark on fire.
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