The angel that knows not the words

I walk in darkness. Her name is being called; I then hear her sweet voice. It takes me captive and I stay in the darkness, waiting. She will come, I tell myself. She is mine. She will save me. A flash of light goes across the darkened place. An angel’s wings sprout from a pure white light. Her face appears with the wings and pure white. She has such a wonderful light on her face. Her mouth opens to speak, but I only hear the hushed sounds of the ocean. I lean forward to hear her words. I want to know. I need to know. My hand reaches for her shoulder and she moves forward until we are embraced into a hug. A warm feeling covers my body and tears leak from my eyes. The hushed sound of the ocean comes again, and washes away with a loud roar as she steps back. She is pulled away from me. I go to speak, but nothing but the sound of the hushed ocean comes out. What I really wanted to say. What I really wanted was to say I love you. She fades away from me as I sit in my confused state. I wanted too much. Expected so much. And I was in such denial. My heart aches. She is gone. Gone from my grasp.