it's been a long time.
it's been a long time in a different environment.
it's been a long time away from him.
it's been a long time of phone calls.
it's been a long time of love separated.
it's been a long time of hope.
it's been a long time of faith.
it's been a long time of striving to rise above.
it's been a long time of longing.
so many emotions, feelings, moments..
they have all been counting down to this very place in time.
i couldn't sleep...
i was so anxious,
mainly to see his face.
7 months is a long time.
i laid there awake,
staring out the window to the glowing moon lurking above.
it was like some nights when i grew lonely,
i would recount the moments --
laughter,
joy,
sweetness,
fragility,
beauty,
...
quickly the anxiousness dissipated,
and i managed to fall into that dreamy state.
the next morning i ended up on an endless hunt,
i walked all over in search of a post office,
only finding new roads i had never traversed,
or dead ends leading to nowhere.
hours,
walking with purpose,
yet finding myself lost and cold and aimless.
within seconds of giving into discomfort and frustration,
i stumbled directly upon it.
isn't it funny i thought to myself,
i ran through every street,
of every neighborhood,
and yet i couldn't find it;
only as i am on my last hope does it show itself.
i attempted to backtrack home,
quickly realizing my time had flown by,
remembering i still needed to pack.
i made it somehow to the airport,
despite some issues with the train...
i sat there waiting to board,
realizing i still had a long way to go,
even though it seemed so close at hand.
the little sleep from the night before was met with a night at the miami airport,
wide awake,
freezing,
trying to find relief under the comfort of my jacket.
i managed to catch an hour here or there,
clinging to my legs,
hunched and leaning on my bag.
it was going to be a very long day indeed.
the phone calls counted down the looming time..
we were like giddy children,
longing for that much anticipated moment.
i don't know how it all happened,
it wasn't how i had imagined,
i had been waiting and i decided to hit the atm,
as i was fighting with the bag and the door,
an arm appeared...
a familiar face,
a familiar smile.
i was so tired it took a bit longer to react,
my heart stopped for a moment,
because i couldn't believe it had finally arrived.
it was as if no time had passed...
if 7 months had been nothing more than an hour passed at the airport.
his hand was just as i remembered as he held mine in his,
his smell so surreally familiar,
that smile,
it hit me every time.
yes, it had happened.
we were here.
together.
again.
everything else faded to exist or matter.
it was the moment,
it was him,
it was me,
it was here.
he gazed for hours,
playing with my hair,
stroking my cheek,
kissing my eyes..
i had missed that feeling..
longed for it for so very long.
i fell asleep as he sang to me,
locked in his arms,
safe,
sound,
most peaceful...
the deepest sleep i have slept in 7 months.
