Kitten

Kitten's deams
2002-12-30 19:27:27 (UTC)

007 and Imagination

I had a dream about him the other day. Strange. I haven't
cryed for several days, but it still hurts to think about
him. My sister is unkind enough to watch a James Bond
movie. Now most people would think that it is nothing, but
you don't know about him. I love him. His name is Nathen
James Bond. I was a bond girl. The first one, for this
Bond at least. He is six foot six. Very sexsy. He lves
six hours away from me. I rarely called him Bond, mostly
Nate, sweetie, honey, dear, Nature Boy. I was his Kitten.
I still am. I am Kitten regardless of who uses this name
on me. But the only time my heart stops and my knees turn
to jello and my stomich starts doing summersaults is when I
pick up the phone and I hear that low voice simply
say, "Hey Kitten, I love you". He used to say that. Every
time he did I would fall deeper and deeper in love with
him. I must say that I would have gladly married him. I
would have been happy. But he doesn't want me. I don't
know how to fight it. I would if I knew he wouldn't resent
it and me. There is so much that I would like to have
happen between him and me. Sometimes I will lie in bad at
night and imagine little sceans.
He is traviling and one day he is in a crowded room
and he hears a voice. It's bothering his subconcience. He
tries to find the speeker and he never sees more than a
small part. Finally he hears the voice go outside and he
follows. He hears a click of heels go arround the corner.
Of course he follows. She is always just ahead of him. He
followes the heels intothe park and sees a figure moving
between the trees. Finally she turns to face him. "I've
been looking for you," he states. She smiles. A sight
that makes him fall compleatly in love with her. He
touches her long black hair and she laughs. "You always
did like my hair" she says. This startles him. He
doesn't know her. He only knows that He loves her. She
turns and starts to walk. He follows trying to think of
weather or not he ever saw her before. There is somthing
starngely familiar about her. He can't put his finger on
it. The only thing he knows is that this is the woman whom
he wants to spendthe rest of his like wiht. he one from
his dreams. Then she says something which astounds
him. "Well Nature Boy, have you finally come to reclaim
your Kitten?" He just stares. She laughs. "I said I
would wait for you. Why did you think I was uncapable of
it?" There is hurt in her face, but under it is a loving
patience. "I wasn't ready. I'm sorry." She smiles "we
were both too young. I got that wild streak out of me. I
want only one man now. And he's standing right in front of
me." He closes the last few feet of space and kisses her.
She knows that it won't be a happily ever after story, for
there is no such thing, but that ther will be love through
it all.
THer now that I've made a goose of myself! Maybe one
day he will reclaim his kitten. I have a lot of growing to
do yet. So doe he. If the LORD sees fit, it will happen
in his time. He was the only man whom I've eer loved like
that. I don't have my heart back so I don't have to worry
about it for a few more months. I don't think I want to
fall in love, or go steady for a while. I can study my
school work and grow as a woman of God. One day at a time
with God's help. I do still love him, but I learned
patince and I am simply learning more.
^.^




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