Do I Still Love You?
I met him 7 years ago today, right under this Clocktower. So, when I received an email that simply said “Meet me”, I knew it was him and I was flooded with a mix of emotions. I don’t know if he’ll come; I don’t know if we’ll feel the same: Will I still love him? – 7 years is a long time.
As I stand at the very same spot I feel what I’ve felt all this time: Anger, sorrow, confusion, hatred.. love. I just want to know why he left. The week we spent here together I felt undulated happiness like nothing I’d ever experienced. Then he simply vanished.
I didn’t forget him, but thought he had me. I tried looking for him, but came up short every time. Why did he leave is what I want to know. So many questions; alone I couldn’t find a satisfying answer…but I know he will answer them for me – today.
I’m filled with nervousness and anticipation. 5 minutes to go – he’ll either show or he won’t.
“Look up”, I hear a male voice say standing next to me. My heart is soaring because I know it’s him. Now I’m going know for sure, after all this time, what I will feel.
I look up… and I am in love all over again with the pain of the past 7 years gone in a blink of an eye.
I look into those eyes and know deep down in my being that I am finally ‘home’ – just like he had never left.
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This weeks prompt provided by ‘Sunday Photo Fiction’ here