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01:16am | Feb 19, '08 |
Comments(7)The hazy existence that surrounded me shifted and metamorphosed into the familiar red room into the cozy, little duplex on East Boulevard, Vancouver.
I took a moment, savouring the sound of the light rain on the rooftop and the hauntingly seductive scent of a cologne that I’d missed for so long.
“Good morning, love.”
Tears filled my eyes as I turned my attention towards the door, where he leaned effortlessly, his brown eyes warm and smiling. A black shirt and washed out jeans hung on his tall, slender frame and his black hair was tousled.
It was all I could do to not catapult myself into his arms.
“Come here…” I managed to croak as I threw the Pirates of the Caribbean blanket from my legs, sitting up on the bed.
Silently he climbed next to me and lifted my chin to examine my eyes.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing…” I buried my head into his shoulder, pushing away the tears “I just… I love you so much…”
He pressed his lips against my head and murmured, “I love you too…”
I wound my arms around
