Pure Bliss

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The night was young as the waves crashed around the rocks. Passion filled the air as the man beside me scooped me in his arms. It was magical. Breathtaking. The water had cooled since the sun had started to set. The beautiful colors painted across the sky. Orange, yellow, red, and even a little purple. It looked unreal. How could this of happened to me? How was I the one to get so lucky?

I looked over at him with the biggest smile on my face. My love.

"I'm happy!" I laughed blissfully.

He smiled, showing me the dimples I loved so much. "I hope so dear." He pulled me tighter to his body, descending his head to my lips. Right before he kissed me, he gently whispered. "Because now, you are mine forever. You already said 'I do.' It's official! I will always love you!"

My breath caught as his lips smashed onto mine, rendering me speechless. When we pulled apart, I could barely take in enough oxygen. "I would never want to be anywhere else, then where I am with you!"

He smiled, kissing me again. I meant it, everything was perfect. I could never want to be anywhere but here. I was going to live the rest of my life in the arms of this man!

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I slammed the book shut, with a groan! Perfect. That's what it was. Life is not this way! There is no happy ever after. Stupid! Why did I do this to myself? I loved to read, it put me in their spot for a little while. It made me believe that it could be true. That out there someone was the prince charming every nieve child wished for. A fairy tale.

A lie. That's what it was. A stupid lie. And stupid me for being such a hopeless romantic. For being passionate. For thinking that it could be true. I had always dreamed, hoped, wished upon a star for true love. But yet here I was 26, and still single.

I looked over to the crib beside my bed, and sighed. I didn't need a man to be happy, not when I have little Nick. He was all I needed. I felt real sadness creep into my chest when I thought about how he would want to know who his father was. How he wouldn't have both parents to take care of him. He wouldn't have a man to call daddy, or to teach him to throw a football.

A tear slid down my cheek, as I started resenting myself. He could never know the man who was his biological father. Hell, I have court papers and dumb shit that state that. One night stand gone terribly wrong. Of course it had to be the first one night stand I ever had too. Macy said to let loose, don't think, just be. Don't stress, just do. I almost laughed at the absurdity! Well do... I did. And 7 weeks later, find out the man left a parting gift. Come to find out, he was rich. Baffled that I didn't want to be payed off. That I hadn't played him, right from the beginning. Stunned to slinence, when I just signed the documents stating I was never to speak a word of it again. I wasn't surprised when he signed his rights away, if anything, I was relieved. Nick didn't need someone like that in his life. He needed stability. And all hell would break loose before that ever got taken away from him!

Another tear escaped as I thought of all the trials I had been through in the past two years. I lost family, friends. Macy was the only one who stuck by my side. I was just hoping it wasn't out of guilt for talking me into going somewhere I didn't want to go. Family disowned me. How could they have a daughter that got pregnent, and never knew who the father was? Who does that? They were ashamed. Friends left because they had their own lives to go through; partying. Not dealing with a friend who has to work around a strict schedule, that revolves around her son. They are too young for that shit!

I had picked up my life, and moved. Far away. I went from a little town in Washington to Texas. I have to say, the weather here is a lot better, even though it becomes bipolar at times. I became a teacher here in Rose, Texas. I teach kindergarten. I love watching their faces as they learn something, then finally get it right. Watching the lightbulb click in their minds. Seeing their imagination. They're carefree! Beautiful! I had been able to get Nick into a daycare, which I was greatful. He loved playing with kids his age even though he was barely one.  Tomorow was the first day of a start of a new year. I was excited. Ready to meet the new children. I felt a smile come to my lips. I quickly turned off the bedside lamp and snuggled into my covers. Closing my eyes, I decided, new year - new outlook. This year was going to be different, it had to be!!