i just came out from the church when a green van stopped in front of me. a window opened as i heard a guy say "hi". my heart was pounding fast as if i just finished a hundred meter dash race. i suddenly didn't feel the dawn's cold breeze freezing me earlier. he's finally here.
my lips were sore from smiling, pretending that i was just as happy about him finally being home as my other friends. people stare and watch every reaction i'd make as they tell me "he's here". yeah right-as if i don't know. what's the big deal anyway? everyone rejoiced about the news-even my folks, and siblings , and whoever else they were. seemed like the whole town's busy for his homecoming party. what would they expect? me leading a band, twirling a baton or me hiding behind their front door and throwing confetti the moment he comes in? huh!in their dreams! every tick of the clock meant more and more peeps asking me questions for what seemed like forever. blah...blah...blah...i should have held a press conference for this.(sigh!) mutual friends suddenly have a little get together chit-chat (with him) in my house and invited me to a pool party over the weekend ( with him again). they're obviously setting me up. how sweet! = ( now i could give them my oh-my-God-i'm-so-happy look and roll my eyes.
how i wish mr. boyfriend was there when he arrived. when everyone was happy except me. i wish that he's here with me now and in every single tick of the clock today, and tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after next, and the next day after next...giving me comfort...showing me he cares...loving me for real.
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