Well, it makes sense to me now that I think about it =]
The hardest part of the whole thing was saying "see you later" the next morning (we don't say goodbye because that implies that you won't see each other ever again..."see you later" means you WILL see each other again, and sometime soon, at that), because he kept crying and I was trying sooo hard not to so i could be strong for him...but when I got back to Chicago to get a connecting flight to Toledo to go home, I called my parents...and right when dad picked up the phone, I totally broke down and could not stop. When I talked to him the next morning (which was pretty much 2 hours after I got home at midnight), he admitted to me that when he got back to his car he sat there and just lost it. He cried like a baby.
When we were at the airport as I was getting ready for check in, he said "Kari..." I looked over at him and he opened his arms. "I just want to say 'see you later' before you go," so I walked over to him. Instantly he wrapped his arms around me tightly and I could feel his body shaking. I looked up and his lower lip was trembling.
"...I'm gonna miss you SOOO much, baby..." tears were falling and his voice was trembling. I grabbed him tight and kissed him many, many times.
"I promise you, I WILL be home again soon, okay? You'll be okay...we'll be okay...we just have to work hard to get me back, okay?" He nodded and I wiped his tears with my fingers. I smiled sadly and kissed his cheek, his forehead, his nose..
"I love you, baby..." "...I love you too *sniffle*" I hugged him tightly one last time and we went our separate ways. I turned around to say "see you later" one last time but he was gone...I have a feeling he knew he was going to break down so he just wanted to get out of there.
This'll be one heck of a story to tell our kids o.o
I'm still crying even today...I miss him so much =[







Reply With Quote