Sometimes I wish I could travel back in time. Have a secret rendezvous on a trip without anyone knowing it. Wearing my favourite strand of pearls, I check my look in the mirror a hundred times before running to the appointment, just to make sure I look perfect.
With tender steps and soft movements, I walk in great anticipation to the meeting. I started imagine the warmth, the smell and the lovely glass of champagne waiting in a tall crystal champagne flute, bubbling…
My heart thumps harder as I move from one floor to another. My hands turn cold and I think I am shaking a little. Both inside out…
In my purse, there is this little key that opens up the beautiful white wooden crafted door. The sun shines in through the glass window, bringing in light and warm. Almost there… my heart is filled with joys and fears.
Clocks forgot times, and that moment froze, in eternity. It left me in that particular time and space, with myself… walking one step closer to the secret rendezvous.
The charming chandelier is shining vaguely. The corridor is full of sweet fruity smell that reminds me of all the excitements and intensity of the pleasure.
And who knows, there might be a lovely expensive gift waiting for me in the room, glittering in sparkling glows… With a love poem attached to it.
Today, I am an elegant and dreamy woman, going to a special secret date in this charming old European hotel. There is no need to act, I feel exactly like that woman. Dreamy is the word to describe myself in these days.
Romantic love is an illusion…
I wish I never discover the truth… and indulge in the sweet emotions of love forever…
Thank you so much for reading.
Have a lovely day!
XOXO Eryn ❤
Millionmars 