Tonight. Every night. Forever.

I rushed through the sidewalk to reach home. Three blocks then I’ll be home. Three blocks. I stepped a big steps with a near run. The then sight of my front door gave me excitement. My walk turned into a run. I clicked in my key and entered. Vast darkness welcomed me. I took a deep breath of cinnamon and strawberry scent and immediately it relaxed my nerves. Cinnamon and strawberry, your favorite scents. When my eyes have adjusted with the darkness, I saw your silhouette. Your green eyes, your smirk. I ran to you and you opened your arms. I felt you, felt your living flesh, felt the beating of your heart, felt your breathing, felt your kiss on my forehead. Your alive. I looked deep into you, I see life, your soul. You are alive. “Welcome home” you said and I buried my face on your chest. I then looked at my chimney counter top. There’s an urn, your urn, sitting next to your picture, a lovely and happy you. I looked at your peaceful face with worry. I know that you must go because you no longer belong here but I still want you here, here with me. I want you, I need you. I cannot live knowing that I cannot see you. I cannot imagine my life knowing that I cannot feel your tender touch, you securing embrace, your caressing kiss. My life will be distraught knowing you have finally left me in this world. I know its selfish, it is selfish, but I just love you so much that I want you with me, I need you with me. I want you, I need you. I lay down, you lay next to me. Eventually, sleep drift me off. Next morning, I woke up without any sign of your existence except for the urn, the urn that is safely sitting on my chimney counter top, with your picture next to it. Tonight, I’ll be with you again, tonight. We will be like this every night, forever.