she wakes up every day feeling different. she lies in bed for a few minutes just thinking about you. she catches herself when she talks to you. sometimes she almost slips up, but she tries not to. she looks forward to the end of their conversations because she gets to say i love you. she goes to her art class and spends two hours drawing. she puts her ipod on shuffle and every song seems to remind her of you. she goes to her next class, education. she sits next to a young newlywed couple that makes her miss you so much. she misses getting hugs. not from just you but from anyone. she looks forward to the days where she helps out at the elementary school because she will receive at least one hug from those darling kindergartners. before the class is over a student plays music on her laptop for a class game. only 3 songs. only 5 minutes left of class. you would think they would be upbeat songs. but one of those songs, is one of their songs... of course. she looks down trying not to think about it or get sad but she can't help it as her eyes start to water up. thank goodness class is over. she goes to her last class of the day, english. what's the topic and theme for class today? love. they spend the class discussing and analyzing two poems about love. for the last twenty minutes the class is asked to write a short in-class paper. the topic: What Is Love? again, her eyes water up with every word she writes. counting down the minutes until class is over. finally, it's done and turned in. she bolts out of there. trying her best to avoid talking or looking at anyone. she misses him. but he's still there, which makes it better. he will always be there. they will always be there for each other. they will always love each other. and knowing that makes her day so much better.
"I see the old photographs and I am smiling and I'm sure quite happy but what I mostly see is me
through your eyes
and I am still young and slim and very much committed to the love we still have."
-one stanza from Love in Place by Nikki Giovanni
i know exactly what you mean....
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