The things that I want, by Max Payne

I felt the rise of an old familiar feeling... It twirled around my head like fumes rising from a chemistry class test tube. The feeling was panic, fear of rejection, being lost... Again...

I heard sounds of something moving, like I had all these years. From passerby's who pitied, to backstabber's and opportunists, to people who knew only to mock, I had seen them all. But her footsteps were faint. It didn't want to wake me. It just wanted to let me know she was coming. She had ventured in through the abandoned labyrinth to reach where I was, ready to just lie there and die. She held the sign that said, "I'm here for you" It was like a dream, one you never wanted to wake up from. The warmth filled my heart and my eyes. Something somehow felt right in a damn long time...

I didnt know when I'd given in. The battles in me subsided as I rested my head against her shoulder, as her arms pulled me into a hug. I pinched myself as we walked together, for I didnt know if it was a dream. I had my own list of loss and things I'd wanted back, like great old Max Payne (cynical character in a game) did...

"The things that I want, by Max Payne... A smoke, A whiskey, for the sun to shine, unlimited ammo and license to kill..."

Simply battling among losses and hurting but keeping myself sane... Hoping against hope for a better life... For someone to come along and pull you out of the wreckage you're in... There I was, fighting to fall asleep and dream. But for once, some dreams do come true. And when they do,  all you have to do is open your eyes... :)