Picture this . . .You had a date to go to WEMBLEY stadium which you agreed to do even though you don’t really care for the sport. But what you do care for, is, the person who asked you out. In fact you think you love this person and do nothing from day-to-day but dream of them in hopes they Love you back. But they don’t . . .And you just will not see this, you are blind to the fact that they just like you and enjoy your company. YOU WANT MORE . . .This hurts and there is no more but you won’t stop. You believe you have this special power which will coerce their way of thinking, making them WANT YOU. So you agree to go on this date, and prepare for this big day, which will happen in one week. Call and decline. What . . .Don’t be silly, you waited for this day for to long. Say no. Don’t go. You sit at your desk lost in thought, excited there is only a couple of days left. What will i wear. Should i buy a whole new outfit with matching shoes? Visit your family. . .You toss that thought out just as fast as it came to mind, and go on thinking about your weight and if you should try to lose a pound or two. Maybe you should skip dinner and supper for the next few days. Yes that will do it. Eat yogurt and celery sticks. Two days won’t hurt anything.
That evening before you get home, you stop at you favorite grocery store and buy 24 bottles of water, twelve containers of yogurt and two stocks of celery. Later you will go through your closet and draws to try on cloths to pick out something inviting that will draw attention. Two hours go by and all you found was you left a big mess of cloth everywhere. You are beautiful. All these cloths and none of which you felt appropriate for the big day. Then you start to think about the whole week-end, Telling yourself, maybe they may want to stay the week-end alone with you, and that you should pack an over night bag. So instead of cleaning up your mess you shower, weigh yourself, clean your teeth, check your hair thinking maybe it needs to be colored. Your father misses you. You stand in the mirror looking for wrinkles wishing you were younger. Then wondered how they, saw you, and if they cared, if you had a wrinkle or two. You finish in the washroom, return to your room, put on your sleep wear getting ready for bed. In the morning you will have a bagel with cream cheese, go to work then eat yogurt and celery drinking only water in hopes you indeed shed a couple of pounds. Don’t go.
At last the day arrived, you did lose pounds. Three of them. You go shopping and over spend, but you really do not care as the cloths look smashing on you and you look hot, real snazzy, and you know they will have trouble taking their eyes off you. I Love you. Will they love me, you ask ourself in the mirror. Your heart starts to pound in your chest. Don’t go. You think there is a good possibility they will ask you to go steady, to be their special Lover, to build a meaningful relationship that will last for ever. You smile at the face in the mirror, then pay for everything and make your way to the hairdresser. You pay for a wash and style then go home to ready yourself as time is closing in. They will soon arrive and you both will be on your way to Wembley Stadium or the big game. But not you . . .In your mind you are going to get engaged or something close to it. You make sure you have your over night bag packed and sitting at the door. Don’t do this . . .Words in the back of your mind quietly interrupt your every thought, but you pay no never mind to them. Don’t go, they say, but you can’t hear them, you are in Love. You put the final touches to your hair, your face, your cloth, and you do. You do look fantastic. You still have time to say no. You quickly make your way to the clock and see that there is about an hour before it is time to go. Your father needs you. You make yourself a drink to help ease the tension because you are over excited and start making mistakes, like you take a cup instead of a glass, you turn the stove on, instead of opening the fridge. You spill the liquid on the table missing your glass. You are hurting yourself. You drink the liquid ignoring and pour one more. Seconds pass and you finish the second drink and go brush your teeth. Before you knew it the doorbell rings and your heart jumps.You waited for this. You catch your breath then open the door. You marvel at this person and they say. “Are you ready. . . I hope you don’t mind sitting in the back i brought my friend. Your heart sinks. Smile . . .Just smile . . .You can still change your mind. Like a fool you grab your night bag and pretend the friend, is really just a friend, who refuses to sit in the back, and you lock the door behind you, refusing the voice behind the words.
- You do not go to Wembley Stadium . . .
- You do not go anywhere ever again . . .
- You do not feel love . . .
- You do not exist no more . . .
The friend was as evil as the person you thought you knew. The voice behind the words was the Lord. Your body lies in the forest under some brush.