She was getting ready to go over and visit his home even though he wasn’t going to be there at all and probably won’t be for a very long time. She brought what she needed for her short visit in a cardboard box and her book bag. In the box where a few changes of clothes, some food for the pantry, her loveable plush and a few other necessary items for her visit. She had to get a ride over there since she didn’t own a car let alone traveling by bus would take about 2 hours, and carrying the box after awhile tired out the arms quite a bit.
She got dropped off in the evening, her sunbeam’s sister also lived in the same house so she was there to open the door. Once she walked in she was automatically greeted. She dropped off the food in the kitchen and spoke with his sister for a bit. It had been about 10 days since she last saw him or heard his lovely voice. After a brief conversation with his sister, she went to drop off the rest of her things in his room that as of now no one had really been inside of.
She climbed the stairs, box in hand and book bag over her shoulder. When she had reached the top of the stairs and started to turn to go down the corridor and approaching his room, her eyes started to water and right before she entered she broke out in tears, nearly dropping the box and all of its contents. She gentle removed the book bag and collapsed onto the bed that hadn’t been slept in for the past two weeks.
She lay there in the bed sobbing into the blankets for a few minutes and thinking of how much she misses the love of her life. She can’t believe that he is gone and that now here she, is at his house, in his room crying about how much she misses seeing him, talking with him, hugging him as well as listening to what he has to say. She knows that for now the letters that she is sending him will make him smile and hopefully he will write back when he gets the time. She also knows that this is only temporary, that being separated from one another is for only a short time and that after this is over they will be reunited. That however sounds so easy, but the fact is that he is a significant part if her life just like she is a significant part of his life as well, and that the biggest hurdle is not seeing one another or communicating in real time. They both need the comfort if the other. As she lay sobbing into the blankets she drew these conclusions, the final one being that he loves her very much, and knowing this she slowly started to overcome the fact that he isn’t here for the time being.
She got up from his bed and decided the best way to miss him less was to stop weeping about how much she misses him and that she still needed to get a few things done before bed. She left the room, rearranged their side of the bathroom with the glass for the brushes and paste, the bunny soap dish and the mouthwash. She then went downstairs into the kitchen to preoccupy herself with washing the dishes. Even though it took her awhile to do them she thought about all of the good memories that she had with the love of her life in this house. One of them was when he first invited her over and they made omelets and when they played so many games at the dinner table like dominos and scrabble. She remembered how nice the feeling of his arms wrapped around her felt and the touch of his lips when they kissed her neck. She thought about all of the emotions that she had experienced with him from being extremely happy to the very few times when sadness had filled her mind. She remembered all of these things. After washing the dishes she went to go and write to him, because writing to him makes her feel happy that in a few days he will be reading what she wrote. She made it back upstairs, telling his sister goodnight.
This time she entered the room, she was a bit more prepared but there was still a lot of memories in that room. A few tears did end up streaming down her cheeks, but as she began to write to him, her emotions stabilized and she began to smile as the words formed on the page. Pretty soon however those tears of sadness turned into tears of happiness. She couldn’t see what she was writing so she stopped, put down her pen with the final words being “I love you”. She curled up into a ball underneath the blankets in his shirt and fell asleep.
In the morning she awoke, with a smile on her face. She lay in bed and remembered the look of her loves face when he slept next to her, with a little smile on his face more than half the time. How his arm and shoulder would be exposed over the blanket, clutching the blanket with his hand as if holding on for dear life. How when he would get up, he would stretch his muscular arms and how she would give him a good morning kiss, the perfect way of saying hello.
Those days will come back again and very soon there will be plenty of kisses sent his way, because he deserves every single one of them that he receives form her, for being the amazing person that has become her best friend, her one and only shining sunbeam. She considers him one of the luckiest men in the world, and she considers herself as one of the luckiest ladies, for being with such an amazing and excellent man, who loves her very, very much just like how she loves him very, very much.
For the rest of the time, her day got better and better, sure some things sparked more memories, but all she did was remember them with a smile on her face.
The next day though made her entire week, she finally got to hear his voice, and how much he misses her. He finally got to make a phone call and the person he wanted to speak with most was her, this brought tears to her eyes, but they didn’t get to stream down her cheek. Even though their conversation was brief it made her glow with excitement that up to this very moment she is still smiling about it. Now all she looks forward to is hearing from him again, reading the letters that he will send and maybe if he is lucky, him calling her and speaking just to hear her voice and for her just to listen to his.
Sure it has been awhile since they last saw each other and the days grow further and further apart from that moment, but at the same time the days in which they will see one another again come closer and closer. This is what they should be looking forward to and it might be hard to imagine that that day will come, but it will and before they know it they will be embracing each other.
Time only seems to take it slowly only if you allow it, and having things to do to pass the time will make time fly by to the most important moments.
