passed time

She walked into the familiar fragrance not knowing that she would still recognize it, a window into her past, and yet it held not one happy memory.
Bleak and immature it seemed from this stance, from where she was going to be in the future.
Future. She stopped herself from going so far, "Don't think." she told herself.
And her present smiled at her. Soft brown eyes filled with love and a promise to always be there for her, he stood by her side and a radiant yet subtle smile reassured her every doubt, this is what she had wanted when she was running away from a time when she didn't have love, care, devotion or a best friend.
"breath", she sighed out, she calmed herself, bracing herself for the two to crash into eachother, her past and her present. She collected her thoughts and the one thing that came to mind was 'he is made for me'.
At that very moment her extremely self assured past walks in. She had always wondered wether or not it was a facade, all the confidence, the loud bold expressive man who never doubted himself.
She began to shake, fear gripped her as she looked at the man who silently slipped his hand into hers. She was praying this night would go without a fight, the room around her disappeared...
Her present, her future, her forever looked piercingly into her eyes and laughed at her past.
A laugh that would have been derisive had it not been soft. She knew right then that this laugh was nto to mock her.
It was to assure her that he knew she had made mistakes, something that she had emerged a winner out of, for she had found him, her present, her future, her forever.
He smiled knowing that he was the best thing that had happened to her, and oh how she knew it!
Oblivious to gone time, they sat down, no more scared she smiled her first genuine smile of the night.
She breathed in the familiar fragrance of that room, she sat him down and conversed for hours, not noticing that her bad time had passed her for the last time.