He still remembers as if it were yesterday,
saying goodbye to her at the airport
to fight a war that neither of them fully understand.
He never wanted to let go.
If he could’ve, he would have held her forever.
But he understood her commitment and slowly
released her. It’s been nearly a year now…
He tries to get his mind off of her.
He goes on jogs and blasts heavy metal.
He even joined a bowling team and trains hard
as captain. But everything he does reminds
him of her. How they used to jog together
so she could pass her physical fitness test,
the disgusted look on her face
when she heard his playlists,
and how she beat him at bowling on their first date…
He sighs at these thoughts
trying not to become depressed or go insane.
“She’ll return soon.”
“She’ll be back before you know it,”
his friends always say.
He quietly agrees, trying hard
to fight the pain and
to change the subject.
Although it hurts,
he still faithfully awaits
his beloved’s homecoming.
Every night, he dreams
about their reunion.
He feels the tight and
of her arms and lips
and hears her say,
“I’m home for good!”
This dream used to torment him
but now he smiles when he wakes,
knowing that someday it
will no longer be a dream.