Post by Matthew Malfoy on Aug 21, 2007 12:42:19 GMT -5
The shadows began to descend on the hallway as the sky grew dark outside. Matthew made his way to the place where the Yule Ball was to be held. There was hardly anyone there yet, so that put an endto the fashionably late idea. He looked rather dashing in his black tuxedo. In his hand he held three roses...one black, one red, and one white.
The black symbolized the death of their past relationship. They had been friends...with benefits...for several years, but no longer. Frae was so much more than a friend to him now, she was everything.
The red symbolized their romance, and the hope that their love would only grow stronger. It mingled with the black and white roses prettily. It was the journey they had undergone together, marked by roadblocks and milestones, each memory more special than the last.
The white symbolized the promise of the future. Matthew knew in his heart of hearts that Frae was the only girl he would ever want for the rest of his life. The other paled in comparison, there was no attraction for anyone other than her. She was what made him want to wake up and forget the meaningless relationships he'd had in the past.
He stood alone, leaning against the doorway, waiting for her quiet steps behind him. They had agreed to meet here instead of him waiting for her. Why, he wasn't sure,. but they did nonetheless. Resting his blonde head against the hard stone, Matthew tried to contain his patience. All he wanted was for her to come so that he could hold her and dance.
