She was everything I didn't want. She was everything I’ll never be. This wasn't so far the worse part of her. She was kind, beautiful, smart. She was a Woman. And I fell for it. I fell badly in love with her.
It wasn't supposed to be like this. I wasn't supposed to fall in love, but I did and guess what? It was the best thing that ever happened.
We met. A little room with a bed and a TV in some hotel lost in the middle of that big city. Nothing that you can really pay attention at first look. Just a door and a little sign saying "hotel".
It was amazing. Her skin against my hand, my skin. Her lips against mine. My body pressured on her body... We lost ourselves on each others arms.
After the edge, we kept our body together, she laid down on my chest and I put my arms around her to cuddle. For me, this is the edge!
But somehow something changed, I could feel it in the air. I just couldn't put my finger on it.
I got off the bed and went to my bag. I’ve got something there. A little black box, no more than 3 inches square. I went back to the bed and said: "Sweetheart, take off your wedding ring for a couple minutes, please."
In her eyes I could see, she was confused, but did it anyway.
I opened the box, there was a simple ring, but that would be better described as a marvelous solitary.
When she saw it, she reacted like little girl embarrassed. She hide her hand, and if I wasn't already in love, would fall for her in that moment.
"Sweetheart, American women used to use a ring with their wedding ring. I know... I know... but I saw this one, and I could see it in you and it was beautiful there. Like it belongs there. And I also know that this wedding ring isn't ours, but even with this much of "even though" that we have, I want you to keep it. It's not to remind you of me, I don't think you need it. If you don't want to, it doesn't need to mean anything. Just a ring, just because. To me, it means that you'll always have a part of me with you, even though it's just a diamond. The solitary means, to me, that you have my solitary heart with you, and it's not a solitary heart anymore."
She was crying, and I just could smile and kiss her lips.
She got off the bed. Put her clothes on without saying anything and left. I didn't know if she was coming back, I just died there. She got my heart with the ring.
I woke up screaming. My heart was crazy on my chest. She woke up by my side scared, and looked at me wondering what was going on.
I just look at her, and lay down again, taking some deep breath, she never take her eyes off me.
I got off the bed and went to my beg. Get something there.
It was just a dream, just a bad dream.
