eyes wide shut.

Do you remember last summer at Cape Cod? Do you remember one night in the dining room there was this young naval officer and he was sitting near our table with two other officers? (pause) The waiter brought him a message, at which point he left. Nothing rings a bell? Well, I first saw him that morning in the lobby. He was checking into hotel and he was following the bellboy with his luggage to the elevator. He glanced at me as he walked past. Just a glance. Nothing more. But I could hardly... move. That afternoon, Helena went to the movies with her friend and you and I made love. And we made plans about our future and we talked about Helena. And yet, at no time, was he ever out of my mind. And I thought if he wanted me, even if it was only for one night, I was ready to give up everything. You. Helena. My whole fucking future. Everything. And yet was weird, because at the same time, you were dearer to me than ever. And at that moment, my love for you was both tender and sad. I barely slept that night and I woke up next morning in a panic. I didn't know whether I was afraid that he had left or that he might still be there.