Mine

The orange orb of the sun painting the sky is divine and clears my conscience, I feel like a heavy burden has been lifted off my shoulder. The way the sun is dipping into the lake far beyond the lake gives me sense of second chances. I think about the girl of my dreams every second of my time, every bit of it and I like it. Is like taking a sip from a love portion, she gave me a taste of that sweet love, love I had been deprived for a long time. She saved me and made me feel loved again, I owe my life to her for bringing me back from the dead, I had one foot in the grave and pain had gnawed me to the bone. Now I know I have met an angel. Sitting here at the beach watching the sunset wishing my baby was here. But is only a matter of hours before she lands from wherever her school is, she studies Clinical Medicine abroad. I miss her already. We had talked a few minutes ago and she sounded so lively that I wanted to pull her into my arms and hug her. Smell her sweet scent, her minty breath and her curvaceous body. Feels divine.

Skin so soft, velvet soft. Eyes full of love and life, eyes filled with hope, her small hands onto which I placed my heart and soul praying that she may never stumble, songs on her were always slow and sensual. My heart beats for us both. I will write letters to express my love for you and paint you a picture enveloping my desires and motive towards you. My life with you is all I want, I know is only a moment before I land my eyes on you. I will always love you and would trade you for nothing. And in love we will live and in love we will die. That was a mantra I had said only to her.

It is now almost 7 and darkness is creeping in fast, well my baby will be here in approximately twenty or so minutes. I feel happy she's here, more than actual words can say.

Sacrificing your greatest treasure without thinking about the consequences and focusing on making a person happy may not make sense to the average person, but sacrificing for the ones we love is just part of life and should be seen not as regret but as something we should aspire. Sometimes is the only thing done right. I love her and would die for her.

My phone buzzed and it was what I saw that I jumped with a jolt. She was finally here! I received the call with so much zeal and zest, her voice reverberating deep and sexy, I could imagine her lips curving to the words as she spoke through the phone. I nodded and rushed out picking my hoodie on my way out. It was a bit chilly outside and I had no reason to catch a cold.

***

"How I missed you"

She was all arms and kisses, broad smile stretching all the way to her ears. I got her bags like any gentleman would, placed them in the trunk, opened the door for her.

"I couldn't wait any longer for you baby, you know"

I pouted. Her smile so genuine and beautiful washed away my fears and restored the fading feelings almost budding inside me.

"You know I had to come, where else would I go? "

She said searching my eyes but they were committed on the road, but took her hand in mine laced them together and kissed the back of her hand, you know that brief reassuring kiss.

We were almost ten minutes away. It was almost 11pm. The night was quiet save for the motorists loudly whizzing past. The night air was benign. I had fear inside me because I was afraid of losing her. Sometimes is not the love holding us together, is the fear of being alone and this darkness was making a killing out of my insecurities.

Good news is my girl was here. She landed on the sofa with a heavy tired thud and sank in. She let out a weak sigh and was now half asleep half awake, I was in the kitchen meanwhile making dinner, but fruit loops came in handy, cereal was always an open option. Milk went well afterwards. She tried a few spoonfuls and landed her head on my chest, slightly snoring and her lips partly open. Sleeping beauty, graced upon me, she's a gift from the high heavens. Kissed her forehead and she curled up like a ball. She didn't need the bed tonight, this couch came in handy. Looking at her sleep, feeling her head on my chest, snoring happily and soundly.

TODAY

My alarm sounded so loud in the morning and my eyes shot open, damn 6.AM, grabbing the noisy gadget and shut it down. AlI want is peace, she wriggled a bit when I lift her head from myself, I cursed under my breath and slid into the bathroom. Wiping my eyes with the back of my hand and yawning, stretching and washing my face in the process simultaneously. Quickly grabbed a bath and headed for the kitchen. I opened the damn fridge, grabbed my orange juice and gulped a glassful of it, shut the fridge and started mixing ingredients for my pancakes in a bowl. Smearing oil on the pan and poured the thick paste, two minutes later the pancakes were deformed but at least edible, at least i tried, some of them looked like maps, damn. But still got them to taste awesome.

The aroma wafted in the kitchen and to the other rooms, I heard someone come in. There she was in her nightgown, so pretty.

She hugged me from my back and whispered her "good morning" in my ear.

"I didn't want to wake you but bring you breakfast in bed. I really burst my ass in here."

Totally ignoring her vibe at this moment. But she smiled anyway and helped set the table. On the counter is where she placed our plates.

She stole my juice and traded with milk, scooted closer and placed her lips on my cheek, stole a brief kiss like a shy girl she is.

"Any plans for today?"

I took that as my cue and stole the spotlight from her.

She smiled at me like her usual signature and it came with some easement to the situation.

"You are my plan today, show me the new mall you talked about, maybe have lunch later at a picnic, you always have sweet vibes when it comes to outdoor activities."

"Okay then why not grab a shower then we leave in an hour?"

I ran down the hall to change, the bedroom door creaked open, slid inside and put on a t-shirt and jeans, Vans sneakers and out I went.

"You are fast today, what's the excitement for?"

I nudged her with my elbow, while walking out, she wore her hair in a pony, wore Adidas track trouser and same shoes as mine, always wants similarity of the way we think.

We dashed out and locked the door. Beautiful day.