// Boy I’ve been daydreaming about you all day.//
About the way you’ll smell, about knocking on your door in the pouring rain, about us getting married, about everything finally falling into place for us. I’ve been staring out the car window and replaying this picture in my head:
I walk up to a large two story house that’s nooked in between another home on either side. It’s raining, I can feel the chill in my bones and my solid grey suitcase is dragging behind me. Rather than staring towards your door I take moment to watch the rain cascade off of my clear umbrella, this is a big moment. You don’t know I’m standing right outside your door to surprise you. A shadow above me moves and I cast my eyes upward. There you are. Peering down at me from the second story window, confusion clouding your face. You’re confused not because I’m here but because you can’t see who I am, and after all it is almost ten at night. But I can’t help that, your mother has been expecting me for an hour or so. She’s sitting up in the kitchen right now waiting to hear the knock or the ring of the doorbell that will signal her to let your surprise in through the door, to let me finally cross the threshold and hold you for the first time in close to two and a half years. It took me a while to find this place, taxi drivers who speak broken english and signs that are all in German… A difficult task indeed. But I know I’ve succeeded. I gesture to you, a simple “come hither” gesture, and you abide. I watch you take a last glance at my outline before you disappear from my sight. Next I know it’s finally happening, the handle turns and my breath catches. Will you be angry? Shocked? Will you tell me it was a mistake, to surprise you in such a big way? You pull the door in towards you allowing light to flood over me, and soon your gaze meets mine. We pause, maybe for a mere second, maybe for an entire minute. Without a sound you step out into the rain towards me, and I make a step towards you. Lifting my umbrella just so, it’s soon covering both of us. “Why are you… Is everything okay?” your first words to me in person since those two amazing weeks we spent together falling for each other. I nod and smile as you slowly, hesitantly life your right hand up to my cheek. This is when you finally let out a full breath, as if the reality that I am actually standing in front of you has set in because you can touch me. Because it’s not a dream. Because for once we are the reality we’ve been waiting for. It’s slow, and it’s amazing. You’re so obviously debating if I’ll allow it to happen, but it’s what I’ve been waiting ages for. As you begin to lean down I wrap my free arm around your torso, pulling you as close as I can to me, enjoying the radiating warmth that is you. At the same time we both inhale deeply, in sync with each other even after ages apart. After almost no real time together at all. Your lips meet mine and I sleepily let my eyelids drape across my vision, everything going black. But it didn’t go black at all, I saw fireworks. Slow and emotional and fantastic. Your lips are soft but they have intent, and that intent is obvious. You’re craving me. Much to soon you pull away, but it’s worth it simply because the second phrase you whisper to me is “I love you.” Without a single hesitiation I smile broadly and state “I love you too.”
The End.
