Writing Sample 4

I could sense him behind me. He had followed me outside. But for the first time, I ignored it. Of course I knew he was there, but I had had enough. No more wanting, no more waiting, it was over between us. I kept up my pace trying to keep track of Kat as she lead me to find that guy she thought I should hook up with. He was out here somewhere.

It felt like a perfect thanksgiving day. The sky was cloudy, a bright white eternity. I felt him catch up to me and silently grab my waist. It was so natural, I was calm. He looked into my face and I could tell he was sorry. Sorry for the past 4 years, sorry for making everything more difficult. His eyes told me ‘I want you now. You’re the only one I’ve ever really wanted. I need you and I will devote myself to you and I will be with you through everything from now on.” I melted. I might have tear-ed up, but I don’t think I did. I hadn’t expected it but it felt more than right. It was what I had been waiting for. It was meant to happen but had been askew for years. I breathed into him and he was warm against the cold wind and we held each other. I felt secure around my waist and my neck. As he nuzzled me our bodies rejoiced in the reunion. I never wanted him to let go again. His mouth found mine and we partook of one another. As I tasted the familiar mouth my entire being seemed to explode in tiny pin-pricks of comfort and familiarity and then relax into a mellow, smooth caramel existence.

I let him hold my waist the whole time after that. After we found that ‘lost guy.’ (He had hiked down a river bed and was just climbing back up on a ladder as we peered over into his bearded face.) After he showed me the floating house on the lake. In my mind an old couple was up there getting ready for bed. She in an ancient nightgown she had worn since her wedding night. The old man had made the whole barn-type house by hand to prove his love to her, and she had finally given in to his love. As the old woman climbed her stiff body into bed she turned and smiled at him and thanked him, as she did every night, for building this gorgeous, magical oasis for her. He would smile knowingly back at her and they would hold hands as the fell into sleep.

I was hesitant about the house. It was old, it looked fairly small and….. It was floating on water! But it was also cozy, warm and rustic. A strange, taller man appeared, grabbing my attention. It was as if he had fallen out of the sky. We were on shore again, at a counter with two other couples. “I have marriage contracts” he rang out joyously. I looked at Neil. I was uncertain. In all honesty I still had slight doubt. Not in me, but in him. I got small and nervous. But he was strong and distinct in his actions and decision. “Yes. Of course.” He reached for two of them and we began to fill them out. I was so excited I kept filling in blanks with the wrong names and locations, I could barely read. Eventually we got it right, handed them back. And waded our way across to our island home. Our bed was in the attic facing two little barn door windows that open up across the lake. It was lovely and still, although I was slightly afraid of becoming motion sick. I turned back to the bed and crawled into his waiting arms. He encircled my waist, held me close, and I immediately slept in peace.