With the rising sun came a distraction from our world. Calls and texts and reality wiggled it's way back to us. We needed to get back home now. So we reluctantly buckled up and slowly made our way through the sand without getting stuck.
On the road again she called her mom who I could hear over the radio. "Are you okay?? Did you have a good time? Are you alright??"
I laughed at the concern with admiration. I loved that she was so close to her family. I envied that.
After she hung up I told her she should meet my mother. "What like now?" She said with her eyes widened and terrified. " yeah they're probably making breakfast now" I casually spoke. She insisted that she really wanted to but she needed to shower and change and sleep and redo her makeup and change her tires and recreate herself completely for some reason.
I didn't actually care what they thought. I just wanted to have a reason to keep the high going, but all things come to an end. I didn't say anything back assuming she was coming down from the adrenaline and rush we were enduring for hours and hours. One thing was for sure though, we were now more than friends at least.
I stopped and got coffee so i could actually make the drive to her house then mine. Oof 2 more hours.
This woman did something extremely unexpected. She drank a large frappe then passed out. Like completely out.
Like the creep I am I watched her sleep and studied her face. I studied the way her hair fell over ears and the tone of her GINORMOUS SNORING. It was actually adorable seeing such a small woman sleep so hard.
Upon reaching her hometown I gently shook her awake so she could call her mother and let her know she's coming home.
Dropping her off I felt black clouds and wind until she exhaustedly asked me "is about 2 okay to pick me up?" She wanted to come over. I thought perhaps she felt like I did, that saying goodbye just wasn't in the cards for us. We couldn't be away from each other now.
I drank my coffee and rode home in silence, basking in the glow of romance. Staring at the road the further I was from her the deeper I loved her and knew she now held a part of me.
Arriving home I collapsed into my bed. I rewound the past day and cried thinking I would wake up soon. As tired as I was laying down I couldn't tell if I was falling asleep or waking up. I only thanked god sincerely for what I experienced even if it wasn't reality.
I dreamed of her that day. I dreamt she was mine and I treated her like the princess she was. I picked scenarios in my mind where I had opportunities to be good to her. I had fallen unable to get back up. Face into my pillow I was growing the mindset of a better man. With her I could grow into a real man.I knew I'd make mistakes and we could hurt each other but if I were to date her I will have accomplished more than any would dare aspire to. I would catch fire in my hands and admire its light.
