Here she Comes

"Hope we'll meet again by the shores of any beach. " That was our goodbye.

I took my phone as I walked out of the airport to text Nicole,

'Hey babe just got here. Love you.'

I took a cab to the hotel. The road had small hills and rocks to the left side and beaches towards the right. The place looked so artistic and poetic. I loved it there! It was like a treat to one's eyes. It truly seemed like a humble space with lots of stories to tell. And now I write my own story in the banks of IBIZA. With my luggage, I entered the hotel and checked in.

I placed my luggage beneath and clicked on the switch to the side of the curtains. The smooth pleasant sun rays came hitting on my face as the curtain opened . I always loved to feel it on my face. I removed my clothes, threw it away and lied on my bed naked, thinking about Dane! It felt strange but also memorable and I wanted it, I wanted more of him. My feet rubbing against the end of the bed. My mouth moaning in need of him. Suddenly my phone rang. I sat up in anger and answered it,

"Hi babe. I was just thinking about you." Within milliseconds, I changed my voice to that of a little princess.

"How is Spain?" Nicole asked.

"It's so beautiful, one day both of us must come here and enjoy."

"Sure. I just called to check on you. Bye then."

"Bye." I hung up the call and threw the phone onto the cushion and took a three hour long peaceful sleep. When I woke up, I felt alive. SO DAMN ALIVE...

IBIZA HERE I COME