Divine Affinity

6

The sky was gray. It had been gray for as long as he had been there though the city was covered in palettes of light green, yellow and light brown. Trees semi naked. The colorful city as he tenderly called it despite the incessant drizzle every day. One thing he learned, Seattleites were not afraid of drizzles, mist, and gray scary skies. He concluded so as he was sitting by the window of a café he stopped by every morning to spend some time alone, usually to write a little bit before he joined the others in the rehearsal studio. Looking outside, with a pen in his hand, Eddie got distracted by the amount of people walking back and forth, cramming the street, some holding umbrellas, others simply running around from one place to another, trying to escape the shower over them. Eddie grabbed his steaming cup of coffee, blew it a bit with his eyes set on the horizon. The gray that day was a pure scale of grays. A lighter gray above the area where he was until it reached a dark gray above the sea. He sipped on his coffee watching the view. Seattle was beautiful. It could not be sunny and warm as San Diego, but it was certainly a beautiful inspiring place. Nature around the city was breathtaking. Seattle was surrounded by forests and parks and water. It was magical to him. Eddie took another sip of the warm reviving liquid and rested the cup on the table, pulling a postcard that he bought nearer. Eiry loved to receive postcards and he felt like sending her one despite talking to her every night on the public phone in front of Jeff's apartment.

"Hi, love."

Eddie wrote the first words and looked outside again. A ferry crossing the canal to the island that he hadn't visited yet. Another sip on his coffee and then he looked down at the postcard again.

"It's bittersweet that I'm living this experience by myself because I know how much you would love it here. Seattle is beautiful, love. It's hard not to fall in love with its beauty. The Puget Sound is one of the most beautiful sites ever and yet, it can kill you if you simply fall into it. Don't worry... I haven't tried to dive in it. It is also a city of contradictions. There's darkness and light here at the same time. Light because I met new people. I may have made new friends even. There's darkness because despite all the beauty around me, I miss you the most. Like I said, a town of contradictions.

I can't wait to be there with you once more.

I love you.

Eddie

PS: Please, stand by the shore. I will be there once more."

He read it once more and then rested it on a page of his notebook, looking outside seeing the rain falling. His coffee on his left hand while the right hand still held the pen with which he wrote Eiry the postcard. The street drenched. Little ponds scattered by the curb. His longing for Eiry became more intense that moment. He let his mind float with memories of her while watching the rain covering the window in front of him. Eddie let her voice fill his mind. A soft smile crossed his lips as he could hear her calling him boo or teasing him. He missed her without measure. Eiry was his soul elevator. Meeting her was when, for the first time, he felt he was someone and he could be more. Like he always said, he felt like he belonged nowhere. A fish out of water and Eiry gave him waters to swim. Clean waters to breathe. Fresh waters to revive. She used to say he was her ocean, but the truth was she was his and he missed his ocean more than anything. In those deep thoughts, his eyes hit the last line he wrote to her "Please, stand by the shore. I will be there once more". Eddie curled an eyebrow, rested the coffee cup on the table once more and pulled the notebook to him. On the clean sheet next to where the postcard was resting, he started writing some verses.

Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
Glide me towards you...

Eddie stopped and read the lines again, palming the table at the same time to find his pack of cigarettes without taking eyes of the paper. When he felt the pack under his palm, his glare raised and he grabbed a cigarette taking it between his lips, firing it right after. He threw the lighter on the table and pulled the cigarette away, holding it between his fingers. His eyes narrowed a bit while he blew the smoke away and read the lines once more. Eddie took a look at the window once more, watching the little pearls of water run down the double glass window one after another disciplined, and after a second, he held the cigarette at the corner of his lips and grabbed the pen to write a bit more.