After the plane has gone

[slipjig3]

rafaela made it.

I am so overwhelmed right now that I'm having a hard time distilling my thoughts into coherent words. My heart is more full than I can express. We scarcely left each other's sight in our 24 hours together, and now that she's returned to her home... *sigh*

There are stories to tell, but I can't get to them in my head. Only this one: we exchanged flannel shirts this morning, before bags were packed. I'm wearing her shirt now, and it smells like her, and feels like her embrace. When she gets home less than an hour from now, she has promised to call me, and we'll talk like we did last night and this morning. And I'll hug her shirt around me and listen to her voice, and maybe I'll miss her a little bit less.

But right now, I know that I won't be touching her face, her hair, her hands for a long time. And I do miss her. I do.

Comments

[irisira03.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you had a good weekend :-)

[odheirre.livejournal.com]

Everyone now...awwwwww.

Seriously, that is sweet. Good for you two.

[adamchristopher.livejournal.com]

That is so awesome, Adam. I'm so happy for you that you have made that warm, tender connection. You deserve it so much.

[cyan-blue.livejournal.com]

Awww... this is so wonderful. I'm glad you have a new, strong love. And it's cute about the flannel shirts! :-D

[sevanetta.livejournal.com]

I'm happy for you, mate. :) :)