We had our last date. We had our last kiss. We whispered I Love Yous through tears. We waved goodbye as he slowly walked away.
Then he turned around. Maybe he changed his mind after all!
Oh, he just forgot his jacket. Okay then, another last hug and kiss.
Deep breath. He's gone.
Another day three months from now takes its place in the "waiting for" slot.
(There is always something there.)
One of my
requirements requests for John before he left was to write a guest post. Be sure to tune in tomorrow for that!
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