Present Day

It’s dark. The air is thick and muggy but it's not hot. He's just laying there as i peer over the side of the wall. It’s so peaceful. I slip my shoes off and place them on the top stair and walk over to him. Past the blue boxers I saw him in yesterday. Past the lime green plaid shirt I love to see him in. And that pair of pants that looks good on and off him, as they lay there like it’s no bodies business. I reached the bed at the perfect time. His eyes flutter, slow deep breaths. His slowly open, “Ahhh, good morning love”. He smiles and my heart squeezes. I sneak a peek at his foot; the swelling went down that always a good sign. I crawl in bed ever so gently and lay next to him. His eyes smile. He breathes a sigh of relief, as if he just woke to the best thing in his life. His eyes so blue it’s almost surreal, his hair perfectly done up in a bed head mohoawk. I lift my hand to wipe the sleep from his eyes, when he tells me he's cold and pulled me near, he lied. The sweet smell of him fills the air around me, and I take it all in. When I thought it wasn’t possible to get any closer he pulled me in, but Jessie pulls harder on me “Wake up the exam is over. Time to go home”. With that dream running through my head replaying over and over, and knowing that it wasn’t a dream I just smiled to myself because I knew I'm on my way to see him now