Tap doesn’t know head from tails and his face shows it with a slight grimace and he finally understands the saying, without ever being on a boat and frankly fearing ever attempting, what it is to have the wind taken out of your sails.
“Is this one of those moments in time when I should be happy that the moment occurred? I have never really approached anyone to tell them how I feel, and I have never, in all the time this world has given me ever said those things to anyone. I sit at home, and I have these thoughts and they remain that. Thoughts and I imagine the situation play out in my head. If I say this, she will do this. This was never in my thoughts; I never thought the most beautiful women I have ever seen, someone who can literally take my breath away, I thought that was only in stories, or someone who can make me feel like the smallest human being while if needed I would be the strongest person to ever walk the earth. You are the most mesmerizing person I have ever laid my eyes on. I will tell you what happens after THE END flashes on the screen… They lived happily ever after because not a day would go by where I would not cherish our time together or let a moment pass where I would not scream from the rooftops my utter entrancement by your just being. The fact that someone like you is in this world is enough to give all men hope and while the secondhand stays in motion your eyes will be fire red gems that blind the world and give all men a reason to fall in love.”
“Love… that is what this is. It is love and the moment reflects this room and these people, everyone here is searching for something that will give them a feeling they are seeking an emotion, well some are, some are just here because everyone else is, but there are some a lucky few that will be here to find an emotion that will change their lives, they will probably not find it, not many do, but sometimes there is that moment and it is to perfect, why ruin it with something that may not last or something that can not be captured by a camera sitting on a hill, bathed in light.”
The woman slowly stands and walks out of the room. The only sound is the click clack of her dagger like heels as they strike the ground like lightning on the earth.
As she fades from Tap’s view, he gently looks at the chair and gently spans his view to the door his dog nose turned up as if still searching, and his life, in desperate upheaval. He finally met the person he was looking for his entire life. She spoke of being bathed in light and that’s how Tap felt, he was bathed in the light of a sky only full of stars because if she did not come tonight and this meeting did not happen the night would be a lot darker and a sky without stars would be the death of hope and the death of love.
Outside a gentle rain falls into the street on a starry night. Breath of the streetwalkers turn to gas from there exhales as they briskly comb the streets like ants following a trail home. Down the street a woman in turquoise steps into a crack in the road and breaks a heel as a light in a faraway attic burns out.