Continuing the dream
The morning comes to soon, and with it the shrill sound of the alarm clock. It pierces through their slumber and brings them once more to reality. Together they shower, tenderly washing away the worries and cares of yesterday. Her lips brush the scar on his chest, remembering the time she almost lost him. She reaches up and scratches the matching scar on her arm, smiling at the memory of jumping in the way at the last moment.
They finish their shower, and gently dry eachother, dressing one another with care. These morning rituals walked thru without a word. None is needed. They know each other well enough to know what the other is thinking.
He's thinking he doesn't want to go.
She's thinking she wants to hold him to herself, so he can't go.
The bags packed the night before, there is nothing left to do except say goodbye. No telling when he will return. No telling if he will be ok. She wants to go with him, but he won't allow her. It's too dangerous he says, ever the protector.
She clings to him, her heart begging for him to stay. He holds her tightly, not wanting to leave her alone.
With a sigh, they break apart, tears in her eyes. He pries his eyes from hers, and with a determined stride, walks to the door. Turning before he walks thru it, he turns and whispers," I love you. I WILL return." And having said that, he shuts the door tightly behind him.
She barely makes it to the door to lock it, and falls to her knees, sobbing; terrified he will not return.
She will wait. She will watch. And in her heart, she will hold to the hope of her love's return.
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Whispered by the fire in Miss Megumi's cave of wonders @ 11:26 PM
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