What is it that binds people together?
Common interests, sharing stories, being able to relate. Engaging in conversations, initiating laughter among each other, and feeling an understood mutual attraction.
Simplicity is all you need, and nothing more. The times when all you do is just exist, not having to do, or be anything, are worth more than gold.
When he takes you out, opens your door for you, picks up the dinner bill and walks you to your doorstep, you can’t help but feel appreciated and attractive. When you have on sweats and an old ratty race t-shirt and make-up from the morning before, he tells you you’re pretty, and you actually feel pretty. He nervously asks you to accompany him to his military ball, and without hesitation you agree.
When you sign up for a beer race and dress up as ninja turtles, you compete with who’s costume is better. And then when you walk around the farmer’s market, find the hottest bottle of hot sauce you can get your hands on, and see who can withstand more than the other, you know that by the comfort of your own laughter that it feels right.
But all good things come to an end, right? Or in this case, not so much an end as a continuation into the unknown. It’s not even been two months since you met, but it feels like much, much longer. For the next 9 months, you’ll be joined by nothing but technology and snail mail. And while you’re certain your friendship will continue to grow, you can’t help but be a little sad. So for now, you say goodbye, proudly sending him off overseas, amazed at his calm demeanor. You smile and know that soon, you’ll get another chance to finish what you started.
“I’ll see you in 9 months.”
I love this.