I slowly sipped my drink at the same time I looked at your table and watched you in your beautiful long dress, smiling and laughing. Your thin and delicate legs got all my attention. I tried to be subtle, but it was impossible for my hungry and lustful look to be unnoticed. While you talked happily with your friends, your dress slowly went up, revealing soft and pale flesh for my eyes to follow and devour. I envied every single person that was near you. They were able to smell that sweet scent of yours, they could stretch their arm and stoke your black hair if they wanted, but I am not part of your world, I've got to hold back, take the position of a mere observer who can't do anything but watch. And suffer.
Butterflies were flying in my stomach, begging me to set them free. A funny feeling started to build itself inbetween my thighs and I felt guilty. I felt guilty for having those sinful thoughts, I felt guilty for wanting to kiss you hard and passionately. Actually, I felt guilty for wanting much more than just a single kiss.
I sighed, disappointed for not being able to touch your beauty, to breathe it in. I put a few coins on the table, got up and walked towards the door. I looked back one more time, hoping to see you once again, but you were no longer there. In fact, when I actually thought about it carefully, you never were really there.
It was just another dream, wasn't it? I never grow tired of those...
*Iz