Memoirs In A Dream

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She finally opened her eyes, looking at him with a mix of desire and adoration. "You always know how to make me feel so good," she murmured, running her fingers through his hair.

He smiled at her, his eyes filled with love. "I know exactly what you like," he replied, trailing kisses down her stomach.

She gasped as his lips reached her thighs, his tongue teasing her sensitive skin. "Oh, God," she moaned, arching her back.

He looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, before returning his attention to her body.

She felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body writhing beneath his touch. "Don't stop," she pleaded, her hands gripping his shoulders.

He grinned against her skin, continuing to pleasure her until she finally exploded in ecstasy. "I love you," he said, pulling her close and holding her tightly.

"I love you too," she replied, kissing him deeply. "Thank you for making me feel so good."

He chuckled. "Anytime, my love. You know I'll always be here for you."

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The loud, blaring alarm pierced through the thick silence of the immense, dark room, jolting the prince awake from his deep slumber. He groggily opened his brown eyes and rubbed them softly, trying to shake off the remnants of his dream.

"Darn it! It was just a dream...that dream again," he muttered to himself in frustration, shaking his head in disbelief.

With a sigh, he climbed out of his bed, his feet padding softly against the cool marble floor as he made his way to the bathroom for a warm, soothing shower. As the water cascaded down his body, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of longing in his heart. It was a feeling that had become all too familiar to him lately, a yearning for her soft touch, her fragrant scent, her sweet kiss. There were days when he missed her so much that it felt like a physical ache, a throbbing pain that refused to go away. But it wasn't just some days; it was every single day. Despite all that had transpired between them, he knew deep down that he still loved her.

Ever since his late father had handed over the reins of the company to him, things had started looking up. He had been able to turn things around, put the business back on track, and make a name for himself in the world of business. But even with all his success, he couldn't shake off the memories of her. He was torn between the desire to face her and the fear of rejection, of not being forgiven for what he had done. He often found himself standing in the shadows, watching her from afar, unable to summon the courage to approach her.

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, his thoughts were consumed by her. Her pretty face, her sweet smile, her gentle laughter. He felt like he was going crazy, like he couldn't escape the hold she had on him. He yearned to hold her in his arms, to feel her warmth against his skin, to never let her go. Did she still think of him, he wondered? Had she moved on from what had happened between them? Would she ever be able to forgive him?

These were questions that he grappled with every day, questions that remained unanswered, lingering in his mind like a persistent fog. Perhaps, he thought, the right time would come when he would find the strength to face her, to explain everything and ask for her forgiveness. Maybe then, she would be able to forget all the pain he had caused her and they could start anew, together.

For all these years, the love he felt for her had not diminished; if anything, it had grown stronger with each passing day. He knew it was foolish to hope for another chance, to think that they could write another chapter in their story after the book had been closed. But he couldn't help it. He was a hopeless romantic, a dreamer who still believed in the power of love.

"I love you, Trix. Please give me more time to save enough courage to face you," he whispered to the empty bathroom, his voice barely above a whisper.

Shaking his head, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Get a hold of yourself, Vince," he chided himself. "If the two of you are meant to be together, no matter what, the world will find a way to bring you together. For now, focus on the company, on how you can make it even better."

With a determined look on his face, he turned on his favorite music and stepped out of the shower, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

He gently close his eyes and softly hum to the rhythm of this song:

She's always on my mind

From the time I wake up 'til I close my eyes

She's everywhere I go

She's all I know

And though she's so far away

It just keeps gettin' stronger, every day

And even now she's gone

I'm still holding on

So tell me where do I start

'Cause it's breakin' my heart

Don't want to let her go

Maybe my love will come back some day

Only heaven knows

And maybe our hearts will find a way

Only heaven knows

And all I can do is hope and pray

'Cause heaven knows

My friends keep tellin' me

That if you really love her

You got a set her free

And if she returns in kind

I'll know she's mine

So tell me where do I start

'Cause it's breakin' my heart

Don't want to let her go

The lyrics of the song seem to resonate with the man's emotions, as he longs for his loved one who is far away. The phrase "She's always on my mind" indicates that the woman occupies a significant place in his thoughts and heart. Despite her absence, his feelings for her continue to grow stronger.

The song's melody and lyrics seem to give the man comfort as he hums along to its rhythm. It reminds him to hold on and fight for his feelings, even when things seem hopeless. It's a testament to the power of music to touch our emotions and provide solace during difficult times.

It's a sad song, but every time he hears this, it reminds him to hold on and fight for the feelings he has for her. He felt the song was made for him. Only Heaven Knows.

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