The Promenade

When will I find him?

He went out from his sparkling black limousine, revealing his glamorous yet handsome appearance, his tuxedo that looks like it was a very expensive one, his well-built body a man can ever dream of, his charming face, and his black styled hair.

I walked near him and as he held my hand, he gave me a red rose, reaching its scent blended with his perfume's fragrance onto my nose.

"You're so beautiful, young lady," he greeted and looked at me like I'm the most beautiful girl in the world.

I felt his lips touched my hands.

"Thanks for the compliment." I said.

Holding my hand, he led me inside the limousine.

A second passed, he's already beside me, again, holding my hand.

"This will be the best night ever of my life," I said to him.

"I'll make sure of that, Lana."

A smile formed into my lips as I fixed my gaze on the windows, seeing the surroundings passed by.

After an hour, we're already in an elegant hotel, where our prom will be held. The people who were attending were like the prince and princesses I can see in fairytales, and it's like our story; I am the princess and he is my prince.

We went inside the venue, and we walked inside like this is ours, like this only our night.

The glass chairs, magnificent chandeliers, and the marble floor.

After an hour, the attendees were already dancing.

"Hey. Let's dance," he said with his eyes asking.

"Sure." I replied, rising from my seat as he held my hand.

Heart beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave? How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?

We stared at each other's eyes, while our bodies danced harmonically at the slow rhythm of the song.

Watching you stand alone

All of my doubts suddenly go away somehow

"I love you Lana." he uttered.

"I love you too." I replied while a smile has drawn on my lips.