BJ was landing in 45 minutes, I checked my watch. again. I pressed my face up on the office window as if I could see the airport from here. I sat in traffic. Bored. Nervous. Silly me. Of course the flight is late. *YAWN* I was up all night cleaning house and applying self tanner. I am hanging around arrivals like a red-cap porter. I wonder. *SPICE!!* I am caught offguard and suddenly embraced by a Random Hot Guy. [Okay, not a RHG, actually a cute pilot, worthy of a post, but not today...] *Spice..?* I shove off RHG, brush off my suit and curse under my breath as BJ walks over to me.
He's here! He's here! I am soooo in my happy place! He tastes familiar. He feels just right. He smells like my memories. Our bodies still fit together perfectly. Take me now Lord. Nunc dimittus. I don't ever want to get out of this bed. I know I made reservations but.. Right now I am studying him like I have an exam next week. Maybe we should shower. Maybe we should eat. Aren't you gonna introduce me to your friends? Jus now.. Come back to bed honey.. just for a minute.. Amidst the entanglement, one moment is clear. He stood smoking on the verandah in a pair of yellow striped boxer shorts, glass of orange juice in hand. He took a sip and said 'Spice, you make me happy. I love it here.' I smiled, buttered my toast and pondered it like Mary, deep in my heart. If only I knew how to make these great moments last forever..
Too soon I was on the road to the airport again. Driving slowly this time. He made me pull over. His voice cracked and his face was wet. Are those tears BJ? Don't. I couldn't stay. Lime in the terminal. I wasn't able. I hugged him. I kissed him. I inhaled the sweet scent of him one last time. He touched my face. I had to go. Emotions too heavy for the morning commuters. Push the door I'm home at last... All I see is you.. And I want to thank you for giving me the best days of my life.