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Love
I slowly awoke from my nights slumber. I looked to my side to see Eleanor, the woman who helped me make some sense of this twisted world, in slumber up against the opposite wall. I layed my head next to hers, and though I knew she couldn't hear, I whisperd in her ear...
"I never may have the chance to say it again, but you are an angel of earth. You are the reason I try to better myself, just so that I might possibly look better in your mind's eye. The time that I spend with you, is like that of a dream... a dream that I never hope to awake from. You could have any man that you could ever wish for, and yet you choose me. For that reason though, I live in fear, the fear that some day you might awake, and that you might realize how perfect you are, and how imperfect my visage and personality is. And though I do not wish to dwell on such things, these thoughs continue to run through my mind. So, in case I should never get the chance to say it, I thought I might as well say it now. I love you."
I don't know if Eleanor was awake or not, but if she was, she showed no signs of life. Though I don't know if she heard me or not, I felt better for finally being able to say some of the things that had been running through my mind as of late. I don't know what had actually made me want to say those things to her now, instead of any other time, but for some reason, at the current moment, it seemed...right. On the other hand, it might have also been that I had not had much sleep the night before, and it was quite early in the morning. I decided to go back to sleep.
I don't know how many seconds, minutes, hours, later it was, but through the darkness in my mind, I could hear an almost angelic voice speaking to me. Though I could not make out the words, I could tell by the tone of voice that they were not being said to hurt me. Niether did I notice any cynicism, or negative words. I had a feeling that whatever was being said, or whereever it came from, it was important. When the voice stoped, I felt a warmth deep within myself that I had never felt before. I believed this warmth would watch over me, and that nothing could destroy its tender healing glow.
When I awoke again, I saw Eleanor sleeping on the opposite wall again. The sun had finally risen, and it was about time for us to continue our trip. I stood up and walked over to her, gently knudging her awake.
"Elle... Elle, its time to get up, the suns up." At first she shruged me off, trying to get in those last couple minutes of sleep. After some more coaxing though, she finally opened her eyes to the sunlight. She squinted somewhat from the glare coming in through a window, but the moment she recognized my siloute in the sunlight, she let out a small smile on the side of her mouth. She slugishly raised her arm, gesturing for me to lift her up, which I did gladly. I did more then that though. After pulling her up off the ground, I pulled her into my chest, and rested my arms around her. I suppose I stood there hugging her for about 10 seconds, though it seemed like at least an hour.
I didn't bring up what I had said the night before, and I don't know why I didn't either. I was gonna ask her if she had talked to me, but I decided to keep that to myself as well. As I let her out of the embrace, we both just kind of looked at eachother, and smiled for a second. We then gathered our belongings and left the building.
Niether of us brought up the events of that night, mainly cause I think niether of us know what happend exactally. Maybe my dream was wishfull thinking, and Eleanor hadn't woken up, or heard a word I had said. Maybe she had and had spoken to me while I slept. So what do you think? Was she awake or not?
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