Through the window I watched the lightning flash and I heard the thunder roll- the rain pounded the ground and my skin felt feverish. As I looked I saw upon the distant hill a tall familiar shadow illuminated by the distant flashes. The wind was whipping the trees around him and the wolf was howling deeply in the moonlit night. For a moment I at stood still and my heart stopped beating. Could it be? Could it really be…
Longing filled my heart and soul and my body yearned to be held by those arms that I had once called mine. As the delirium captured and held me and the fever raged and pulsed through my veins I cried out in anguish and pain.
My knees gave way and I sank to the floor as my tears created a puddle in the persian carpet. My sobs wracked my very soul and shattered the pieces of my fragile heart once again.
I couldn't believe it, I wouldn't believe that the man I loved with all my lonely heart was gone- gone forever, and here I lay, on the floor dying of a broken heart.
