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Apr 2015
He came into my life at a summer camp that felt like a prison.
We didn't know each other then; but we do now.
During the first few weeks that fate brought him into my life were the best I've had so far.
We were so deep, so exciting, so vulnerable.
We knew each other more in those few weeks than most married couples know in nine years...

I went back to Colorado, he went back to Oklahoma.
We never left each other really...
Late night phone calls and video chats.
Text messages and snapchats.
We were together even when we were apart.

Then that day changed everything.
That horribly wonderful day...
Those three words people long to hear spilt from his mouth.
I rejected them.
We still talked, yet not like we used to.

Months went by and I realized that I needed that crazy boy in my life.
I flew to him, his presence near my body made me tingle.
Cuddles and snuggles came and went.
I was just about to repeat the three words he once spoke to me when there was a knocking at the door.
There she stood, looking like a goddess...

He stuttered trying to introduce us.
The best friend to the girlfriend.
I was mortified.
I was crushed.
He could see the pain in my eyes and returned the look.
She could care less for the sad atmosphere we gave off.
The next two days were nothing but her.
Then it was time for me to leave.

Another two months went pass.
He called one day crying.
I tried to comfort him even when these tears gave me joy.
She was gone, that I knew.
What I would do, I didn't.
Comforting him as best I could, he stopped crying and started laughing.

I knew my time to tell him was near.
Time stopped when he called.
Midnight chats turned into midnight slurs when I dozed off.
He thought I couldn't hear him when he said the words that make my heart jump.

The next day he called again and again.
Confused I called back in a panic.
Come get me from the airport he said.
I went and brought him back.
A movie marathon was needed when we arrived.
Anchorman was the first choice.
Him in boxers, I in yoga pants cuddling on the bed.
Laughing at the words said.
He dozed off, I mindlessly said those three words in a whisper.
He answered them with the same.

Surprised I looked at the beautiful man laying next to me.
He said them again yet louder and while looking into my eyes.
A spark, a fire, burning inside took over and finally our lips met after all these years.
Jaderbug dreams
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