The Life and Times of S

To the love of my life...

As I was leaving work today, I noticed the grey outside. Dark. Stormy, almost. And I thought. About the things rain reminds me of. About the bad days I sometimes have. The pain that I sometimes feel. The tears that I sometimes cry.

I got into the elevator and pressed 'G'. I rode down the ten floors. I walked into the hallway and watched it pour outside. Pour like it does in places we see on the news. Pour like there is no tomorrow. Pour like the sky's heart ripped in two.

And as I watched it pour through the front doors of the building and felt the breeze through the revolving doors on my face, I saw you. Parked across the street. Umbrella in hand, smile on your face. Waiting to see me.

And just like that, I forgot about all that stuff that I was thinking about. And remembered all the other stuff rain reminds me of. Home. Chai. Laughter. Family. Fragrance. And You.

I thought not about my day, but the end of every day. About how no matter what kind of day I have, how I can't wait for you to lie next to me and put your arms around my shoulders, kiss me goodnight. On my right temple. Just the way I love.

As I sit here alone on my side of the bed, waiting for you to come back home from work, I think. I love you. And I just can't live without you.

Be safe, my love.
S.

posted by S @ 7:29 PM