Streets of Gold
"You're way too young to fall apart...
I yawned, looking up at the ceiling. The room was still half dark, only lit up by the small lamp across the room. I turned over onto my side and looked at Tom, who was laying on his back, eyes closed. I smiled a bit. I pulled myself closer to him, wrapping my arms around his body. He opened his eyes and looked at me, then smiled.
"I thought you were asleep, I said quietly, giggling quietly. Tom put an arm around me. "Well I thought you were sleeping, so I didn't say anything. I pulled myself so I was laying on top of him, my head on his chest. "I'm not that tired yet. I closed my eyes and kept my arms around him. We lied there in silence, again, for a few minutes. I wanted to know what he was thinking... Is that weird? I always want to know what people are thinking, but I never actually find out.
"Tom, I said, holding myself up over him with my arms. He looked up at me, making that face he makes when he's waiting for me to say something. "Well, I didn't really know where to start. I dropped myself so I was laying back on his chest, and sighed. "What is it, Bill? Tom rubbed my back lightly. I sighed again, a little louder. "It's nothing.
"Are you sure, love?
I hesitated, for a few minutes.
"Don't you know that... feeling, you get when you do something.... Something... I couldn't find the right words. "Something?
"Something wrong? I immediately regretted asking that. I felt Tom stare at me, I didn't like it. "Are you saying that this was wrong, Bill? he said it slowly, seeming like he started to regret it, too. "Well no... It just didn't feel right to me.. I'm not saying it is wrong, it's just different. I turned my head over so I was looking at him. "You get that, right? I slipped my hands into both of Tom's. "Yeah... he squeezed my hands. "I get it, just fine. Tom smiled and kissed me. I smiled, kissing back.
"I wanna go to sleep... I rolled off of Tom and stretched, relaxing way more. "So do I, Tom wrapped his arms around me again, holding me close. "But I don't wanna wake up tomorrow, I want this night to last forever, Bill. It's perfect. he smiled. I curled up against his chest, keeping an arm around him as well. "It is perfect, I whispered, closing my eyes. I felt Tom move some of my dreads out of my face, kissing my cheek lightly. I smiled, hugging him tighter.
"I love you, Tom..
"I love you more than anything, Bill. he meant every word of it.
I was woken up by the soft light of the morning shining through an open window. I stretched and yawned, pushing the thick blanket off of my body. I rolled over to where Tom was when I fell asleep, but he wasn't there. Probably already awake and dressed. I sat up, stretching again, looking at the clock. 8:34a.m. Too early for me.
I stood up and put on a pair of shorts on from Tom's bureau, slipping into the bathroom. My hair was such a mess. I washed my face and attempted to fix my hair, mostly. I tied it back and went back out of the bathroom, not really caring what I looked like. I opened the door to the room slowly, peering downstairs. The lights were on so he must be awake, I thought. Probably. I made my way down the stairs and looked around the corner back to the kitchen, well there's one place he wasn't. "Tomiiiiiii, I walked around the corner and stood in front of the kitchen, looking around. "Are you here Tomi? the door to the garage opened and Tom poked his head out, then smiled. "Well good morning, he walked over and hugged me. I giggled. "Hi there. What are you doing up so early, Tomi? "Oh, I work on my cars every morning. Right now I'm just cleaning. he let go of me and looked down at the shorts I was wearing. "I see you looked through my stuff, huh? Tom laughed. "Nah, just your clothes. I smiled slyly. Tom nodded once and turned halfway back towards the garage. "Wanna help?
"Sure, I said, following him as he went back to what he was doing. I sat on the concrete floor and stared at the front portion of the red Audi.
"Tomi, I leaned back and held myself up with my arms. "How did you get enough money to get all this stuff? I mean, the house and cars and everything? Tom looked up at me from where he was standing behind the car, toggling with the engine. "I work for Audi, they pay is high. he was looking back at it now. "Savings, you know? I save a lot of money normally, so when I originally started working with them two years ago, that's when I started to set my life up. I've only lived here for about seven months, though.
"And the cars?
"I got the red one for free, he pointed to the black one. "I got that one from one of my friends about this time last year. he closed the engine compartment on the Audi and wiped his hands on a rag. "I don't know, I've always had things that other people want. he came over and sat next to me. "Don't know why, but I just do.
"I don't wish I had something like that, I stated. "I have all I need.
"And what's that? Tom stood back up and went back to his car, he looked at me over his shoulder as he walked.
"You. I don't need anything else but you. I was looking down at the floor to avoid obvious eye contact. I could feel Tom stare at me, though, and I let the silence linger around in my mind, even when he spoke, "You know, you're the only person who's ever said anything like that to me. Tom knelt down next to me and hugged me, tight. "Thank you, Bill. I didn't reply with words, instead I just hugged him back just as tight. Sometimes, words just didn't fully explain things, so I think silence is better than speaking, more often than not.
After a few more minutes of sitting in each others' arms, Tom let go of me and stood up, pulling the rag back out of his back pocket. I looked back down at the ground as he walked back over to his cars without a word of anything. Like I said, words weren't needed to show the affection here.
I hugged myself around my shoulders and leaned forwards, so I was kind of curled up in a weird sitting position. I pulled my dreads untied and let them hang loose in front of my face, it was barely showing anyway. I looked up with my eyes to the wall across the garage from me, trying to make focus of it with my horrible vision. My left temple pulsated, making me shut my eyes only for a quick second before they snapped back open. Headache, I could feel one coming on. I groaned, letting go of myself and laying back onto the cold floor behind me. "Ich wollte lieber ein Träumer sein... I said in a quick, quiet huff, just enough that Tom could barely hear me. I had put my hands over my face as I felt Tom lay his eyes on me. "What did you say? he asked, having that tinge of curiosity about his mellow tone. "It's German, if you remember your own language. I rolled over onto my side, turned away from Tom, keeping my eyes shut. "I said 'Ich wollte lieber ein Träumer sein.' 'I'd rather be a dreamer.' we both stayed silent after I said that, both of us thinking about it, probably. I would rather like to be a dreamer... Nothing ever goes wrong in a dream you make yourself. Everything can be just how you want it, and it would be so perfect. Not a problem in life, not a problem in the world...
"Would you rather be a dreamer, Bill? Tom was still staring at me. I didn't make any noise or movements, instead I stayed completely still, laying on the concrete floor. I could tell that Tom took that as a yes, because I heard the engine compartment close once again and heard his quiet footsteps coming towards me. Tom sat down behind me, rubbing my back lightly. "We'd all love to be dreamers, Bill, he stated, hesitating before he started humming. I recognized the song immediately, it was something John Lennon had written after he left The Beatles, called "Imagine.
"You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one... Tom sang quietly, keeping to hum the tune still. I closed my eyes tighter, hugging myself again. "I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will be as one. I replied in a quiet, melancholic singing tone back, the next line of lyrics.
"Imagine no possessions, I wonder if you can,
"No need for greed or hunger, a brotherhood of man...
I had turned my head to stare up at Tom, "Imagine all the people, sharing all the world, we sang together in complete harmony. "You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one, I sang quietly, as Tom picked back up, "I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will be as one.