Winter dreams
After two weeks in Canada, visiting pretty places & living in a pretty house, I found myself on a plane 5hrs away from our reunion in yet another foreign land. I reached too early, and it was a little strange when you arrived to pick me up.
"You're really here"
yes, I was and this strange happiness took a while to settle in.
It was a good 19 days in your company, when we were together almost 24/7. I went to visit your office and met your awesome boss who told me how wonderful you were. Another time I picked you up from work and we head home together. I think I could do this again and again, and still feel the warmth radiate my soul when I see you emerge from the lobby of 225 Bush St. Christmas was spent in NYC, where everything was so fancy and bright and I only felt the magic of the city because you were right next to me. Our first $400 meal together on our anniversary, with you looking so dashing in your handsome suit and everything felt divine. Sharing a piping hot hotdog bun and chicken kebab in the middle of Wintry Central Park; the combination of my most favourite person in the world and pretty nature was picture perfect.
We walked the sloping streets I've heard so often from your stories, met your friends you've mentioned before and discovered the wonderful opportunities the programme had in store for you. Previously I could never understand what you were going through, but now I could and it makes me happy that I could feel it the same way that you did. I could, and I would now try to understand the moments when you aren't giving me your 100%, because I know you don't mean to forget to give me your all.
Nothing can describe the feeling of sleeping in your warm arms, and waking up to your snores, and being able to see your face the last and first thing before I sleep and when I awake.
In America, we were inseparable and we were invincible. California is beautiful, and I want to return back there again and come home this time with you on the plane with me. Our parting was hopeful, and the 180+ days ahead seems so much bearable than it did before.
I love you, always will and always do.
"You're really here"
yes, I was and this strange happiness took a while to settle in.
It was a good 19 days in your company, when we were together almost 24/7. I went to visit your office and met your awesome boss who told me how wonderful you were. Another time I picked you up from work and we head home together. I think I could do this again and again, and still feel the warmth radiate my soul when I see you emerge from the lobby of 225 Bush St. Christmas was spent in NYC, where everything was so fancy and bright and I only felt the magic of the city because you were right next to me. Our first $400 meal together on our anniversary, with you looking so dashing in your handsome suit and everything felt divine. Sharing a piping hot hotdog bun and chicken kebab in the middle of Wintry Central Park; the combination of my most favourite person in the world and pretty nature was picture perfect.
We walked the sloping streets I've heard so often from your stories, met your friends you've mentioned before and discovered the wonderful opportunities the programme had in store for you. Previously I could never understand what you were going through, but now I could and it makes me happy that I could feel it the same way that you did. I could, and I would now try to understand the moments when you aren't giving me your 100%, because I know you don't mean to forget to give me your all.
Nothing can describe the feeling of sleeping in your warm arms, and waking up to your snores, and being able to see your face the last and first thing before I sleep and when I awake.
In America, we were inseparable and we were invincible. California is beautiful, and I want to return back there again and come home this time with you on the plane with me. Our parting was hopeful, and the 180+ days ahead seems so much bearable than it did before.
I love you, always will and always do.