As you drag me by the neck of my shirt and throw me into the dark room, I fall against the cold floor. Sitting on my knees, I look up to see what’s going to happen. My eyes search through the darkness that fills the room and I set my sight toward the door of which I entered. I see only a silhouette of a body standing in the doorway. With only soft whispers of the people outside the room, all of a sudden the shadows in the room slowly dance away as the door closes. The room appears much darker now that there is not a single light to be found. Feeling as if I’m a blind creature caged in with no where to go, my knowledge tells me that there’s not much to do but remain calm and set my mind free to roam in its own direction for a while. My mind ventures off into a great mystical paradise of waterfalls surrounding the area. So many different colors illuminate the views around me. Among the floating mist in the air coming from the water splashes, there appears to be rainbows in the distance. The waterfall in the middle looks to be the tallest of them all. As I approach the tall rock with water flowing over it, I begin to ponder upon the entry way behind the falling water. I can’t help but imagine where it leads to? I study the currents in the water to make sure I don’t slip and fall on the slippery surfaces of the rocks. I peer into the entrance as if I could see something on the other side. I couldn’t tell if it was my mind playing tricks on me or if I was actually seeing something. I see an unknown light far into the dark tunnel. My mind is set for adventure and I won’t let anything get in my way. I try to take a punctilious step forward but I fail miserably. My clumsiness guides me to fall into a deep dangerous hole. Falling far and long, as I hit the ground, like any ordinary person, the first thought in my head is "Where am I?" I glance around and there it is. The light I saw before falling into this deep ditch. I stand up and got an unbearable whirling feeling in my head. I put my arm out to catch myself. Hand against the cold wall of the cave, I regain my sight and the dizziness disappears within seconds. I follow the light because it seems that there’s no where else to go. The light is coming from a very shiny flat surface. As I go to touch it, my hand goes right through. My mind is curious to know what could possibly be on the other side. I pull my hand back through and it comes out wet. There’s water on the other side of this bubble type surface. I ask myself, "Will I be able to breathe on the other side if I decide to go through?" So I think that if I peak my head through just to see how far the water seems to go, maybe I can go through and find air above it. I take a deep breath, I plunge into the surface and I smoothly go through. The water is only a few inches deep. I look around and I see a road. I seem to be coming up out of a puddle in the middle of the pavement. When I climb the rest of the way through, I notice that I am drenched head to toe with water. What would you do if you saw a girl climbing out of a puddle that’s only a few inches deep? I know. Science doesn’t explain this one. In this anonymous town, I tend to wonder about the people here. Searching desperately for a familiar face, without a doubt in my mind, I look across the street to lay my eyes on a coffee shop. It sticks out from every other building even though it’s very tiny. The brick that it’s made out of is new and bright. Compared to the rest of the town, it looks to be the newest shop around. I make my way over and my nose is enjoying the pleasant smells arousing in the air. The closer I get the stronger the smells become. I open the door and the little bell on the handle lets everyone in the room know that I am entering. Looking up at the menu behind the counter, I analyze the different choices. I try to decide what to choose but there are so many things to choose from. Before I even go to order, I have to make sure I have something to pay with. I put my hand into my front pocket and pull out a soggy crinkled five dollar bill that I never even knew was there. Luck? I approach the cashier and he asks me what I would like to order. I look at him and say, "The best thing you got." He gives me an awkward stare which tells me that he’s thinking about what to make for me. He smiles. Then he takes the money out of my hand, turns around and starts working on my order. After he finishes, he hands me my drink that smells absolutely divine and I head toward a booth over near the window. I decide to make myself as comfortable as possible in the red shiny booth. Wet jeans aren’t too easy to get comfortable in though, but I’ll deal with it. I put the cup close to my lips as if I’m going to take a sip, but as I look up my mind stops. Everything pauses as my mind forces itself to think. A familiar face? Do I know this person whom is sitting two booths across from me? It sure seems like I know her from somewhere but I don't recall any retained mental impressions of her at all. I notice that she’s alone. As our eyes meet, my heart tends to beat louder with every thought that flows gently through my mind. I pull the cup away from my lips because it is too hot to drink anyways and I make my way over to her table. I ask her if it would be okay for me to join her. She nods her head up and down. As I go to sit down, I stumble upon my own two feet and spill my drink all over myself. With my nerves all in knots, I look over at her and she’s sitting there giggling to herself. She gives me a look and her eyes tell me to relax. While I’m cleaning up my mess, she asks, "Why are you all wet?" I know I should be honest, so I tell her exactly what happened regardless if she chooses to believe me or not. I stand up and as I tell the dramatic part of the story, I swing my arms back and I hit a person walking past me with a tray full of food. Of course, everything goes everywhere all over the floor. All my mistakes are leading me nowhere. She takes my hand and sits me down across from her. She whispers, “Forget about everything that just happened.” With everything going wrong, I have many doubts in my head that are telling me that this girl is not liking it one bit. My doubts are getting stronger as I keep knocking things over. I’m about to give up but she quickly rushes through my thoughts, pushes through my doubt, and grabs me by the front of my shirt. Pulling me towards herself, I feel her soft lips touch mine. I feel like I’m floating on clouds. All my thoughts change in an instant. Every doubt that accumulated in my head has now vanished. After we let away from each other, I try to hold her as tight and as close as possible without letting go. Except there’s commotion that’s interfering with my thoughts. I don’t ever want to let go but when I open my eyes, I am sitting on the cold ground of a dark room where I started hugging nothing but air. How could a person go from feeling like they're on top of the world breathing the best air, to feeling like there’s not even enough oxygen to inhale to fill one of my lungs? I guess I must have traveled too high of an altitude? The thought of her brings clashing emotions to my heart. I feel completely lost and incredibly lonely, because she isn't here. Yet I have the capability to remember her soft gently touch and I can actually feel her here with me which makes me feel not as lonely. I remember her hug and I can visualize her warm smile. But what really keeps me going are those eyes I remember so well. Green diamonds in the morning, blue pools by night. When I asked the cashier for the best thing you have, he really did give me the best thing.