Surprise..

Kaley was nervous. She felt like she was doing something wrong. Christopher didn’t know she was in his apartment, which was the point, but she thought that this could go either way.

...emotional crap...

Once more, she was looking out the window. This time she was looking the airplanes getting ready to land. He was talking on the other end of theline, miles and miles away. She was mad at him for something unreasonably stupid, but she could't help herself. She was a possesive woman. An over-possesive one to be honest, and she wanted what was hers, to stay hers. Or something that was about her, to only BE about her.

...a night in the past...

She was standing in front of the window, staring at the sky. Her thoughts were a mess. The confusion frustrated her, but she had to stay calm and not give anything away. He must never know how she really felt. What she was really thinking. She wouldn’t be able to face him or the truth. The pain was still there, below the surface, not showing. Apart from a few seconds of glimpses that she wished, with all the heart, he didn’t notice. He was lying on the bed, talking. She tried to tune him out. He stopped.

...complete...

It has been 5 months since they’ve been back together and they were still trying not to mess it up. It was, after all, their second and probably last chance at a happy ending together. It was a karmic relationship, that noone understood, but everyone knew they were two halves of the same whole.

...the red door...

She was standing in front of the red door. The same one she stood there before. For some reason, she was always afraid of what might that door hide. She could never bring herself to open it but rather stood at the same point gazing at the doorknob. But something was different this time around. She had a feeling, a bad feeling that she couldn’t shake off. She had to know what was hiding behind it. The answers she was seeking were there. She could feel it. She braced herself and with the quick motion she pushed the door wide open.

It was cold and wet. She opened her eyes and realized she was suddenly outside. The rain was coming down so hard; it felt like small whiplashes on her cheeks. She leaned her head back and let the rain wash all of her worries away. Slowly she opened up her arms and started moving in a circle. Gradually she moved faster and faster and faster, until she fell on the grass and laid there motionless. The dump of the ground did not bother her. She started thinking of the first time she met him and wished that there would be a background music like there are in movies....

I have no more time for you to hurt my feelings...

Nothing left for me to say

There's no more wicked games to play

It's time for me to walk away

I am alright

I feel like I’m on a high

And you regain is on my life

I’m turning to the rhythm of the night

I am alright

Simple clarity, the realization that we had always been meant for each other, and every instinct to the contrary had simply been a denial of the following truth. I was now and would always be in love with him...