Beautiful Evening

I put on one of my favorite red dresses, waiting for you to pick me up. Thinking of all the bad things that may happen tonight. I thought it was strange that you asked me out, I haven't went out on a date in I don't know how long, But this time felt right. About a year ago, I had a sister that once dated you, She thought you were perfect, and she was in love with you. She passed away shortly after she went on her trip to Africa. She used to write me letters, about the trees, how beautiful they were to her, And the breeze and sunset was always the perfect tempter. Oh how I miss her. Ive been wondering all night if she would be upset at me, I know she passed away, But is this right of me to go out with her ex boyfriend. Is it okay to kiss the same lips she has kissed. Or touch and feel around his sad, and happiness?. How I wish I knew it was okay with you Laura. The clock strikes, he's a little late. doorbell rings I walk to the door and there he was, So handsome he smiled and handed me a rose, We walked to his car, and drove to the restaurant, Were we ate. He wanted to walk around the park, I agreed. He said he asked me out on this beautiful evening to get away from his pain, He told me about all his dreams, and fears. And how much Laura meant to him. Before I knew it, He was telling me about how he slammed a rock on her head and she still wasn't dead, He raped her, and pushed her in his car, and went to an empty road, Dropped her body off, and Flew back home. I was terrified of what he told me, and felt seriously disturbed. But smiled, and kissed his lips, And I asked him exactly how it was done. Written October 2nd, 2001 © on Oct 02 2001 11:41 AM PST, Shelly   0 • 10