I'm back!

IMAGINE  YOURSELF...

    Slowly opening your eyes. There was no light, only darkness. Your eyes searched around the room, as they adjusted, for light. You could hear your boyfriend's soft snores as he radiated hear off of him to you. His arms were wrapped securely around your waist and his legs dipped into yours.

You pulled out from under him, causing him to stir a bit but he didn't wake up. You got up from the bed and walked over to the bathroom. You looked in the mirror at your  reflection. Your perfectly made face with soft skin and nice smile. You actually looked healthy. But one thing had actually changed. The light that had once ignited your eyes had extinguished. It was gone. It didn't fade out slowly but disappeared all at once.

"Come on," you said to yourself in the mirror, "you can do this. You'll be at mom and dad's house today, all will be well."

But you knew you were telling yourself lies. Just because you retreat to your parents doesn't mean the cancer will just go away. This was a disease that couldn't cured. At least, not anymore.

"Just smile, get through these next couple days." You smiled, not your genuine smile. But the one you wore in awkward situations, the one you were when saying goodbye to a loved one, the one you wore when you were trying to convince yourself that you were fine.

"Babe," a rough and scratchy voice said from the doorway making you jump.
"Hmm?" You hummed in response looking at your dazed boyfriend. He scratched his head while walking towards you. His hair was going in all different directions and his eyes were slightly squinted feom the light.

"What are you doing up? You're up earlier than me." He was right. He was always up at five in the morning since it took him so long to get up and he had to be at work by seven.

You looked away feeling the guilt built up.

"I just...had to pee." He chuckled while wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. He rested his chin on your shoulder and looked at you through the reflection of the mirror.

"Are you finished?" His question came out as a whisper and he slowly shut his eyes.

"Obviously," a gentle smirk settled on your face as you felt his chest against your back; the vibrations from his soft laughter ran through your own body.

"Well, since your done tinkling, come to bed." He detached himself from you and pulled you by the hand. You sighed but complied and followed him. While walking back to the bed, you glanced at the clock on the side table. Two thirty-six.

Five more hours of sleep and then a six hour flight.

"Okay, babe," your boyfriend grabbed your hands in his. He had to bend his knees a bit because you were sitting on the fluffy bed and he was standing.

"Babe," you answered and he smiled. You knew he adored it when you called him babe.

"I have to go but I will see you next week." You could see the frown forming on his lips as his voice quivered at the words 'next week'. You stood up and cupped his face in your hands. Your eyes met his and your heart melted. His eyes conveyed worry and sadness.

"Hey, I'll be fine," your words felt like poison in your mouth but came out as sweet as sugar.

"I know, I know," he sighed. "I'm just going to miss you so much. And not being able to see your beautiful face for a whole week is like...not eating pizza your whole life!" You couldn't help but laugh.

"Comparing my face to pizza?" He kissed your palm.

"If it helps, I like your face much more?" His plead for forgiveness came out like a question more than a statement.

"Sucks for you," you pulled away, "I like pizza much more than your face." You stick your tongue out with a smirk. To your surprise, he smirked back.

"Hmm, well, you won't get a kisses from this face." He leaned in close. His lips brushed gently against yours. You could feel the need of your lips against his rising through you. But you spoke differently.

"Not like I wanted any, anyway." You whispered. You could see him  smirk, the want only becoming stronger.

"Your eyes say different." He teased making you realize that you were, in fact, staring at his lips. Your eyes glanced back up to his, a teasing smirk playing on your own lips.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, really," he pulled away. "Too bad, why don't you go order some pizza?" You grabbed his wrist and turned him back around, pressing your lips against his.

It's moments like this that you would miss the most.

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Okay, guys, I'm back. I know it's been a while and I know some of you have probably  been wondering what happened. I just needed to take a break for a little  bit. Mental health was not doing very well (anxiety as well as depression). It effects my body health as well( I was throwing up, headaches, tummy aches, heart racing fast,  body shaking).

I've missed this, though.

I think I'll slowly begin to update once a week then begin to work up to the every other day updates.

Sorry for the wait, guys, and I'm still having a bit more problems. But nothing I can't work through, right?

        Love you guys so much and missed y'all.
  
          Coming back to you guys is going to be fun!

        GG (GlitterGiraffe)