The long jump

Meeting

I saw him standing at the bus stop, his short brown hair covered parts of his pretty features, like his beautiful brown eyes shine brightly in the setting sun as I watch him from afar as he stares at his phone. I know where he's going today I looked through his home early that day when he was out, he had left a downstairs window open because of the cold breeze, it was cooling down the house. His clothes smelled of old spice and a hint pine, his shampoo makes his hair smell like cookies and mint, his cologne makes me feel calm as I've stolen at least three bottle from him but I left him money for the bottles I've stolen which is about $130 for the missing things, I've also left him notes telling him of my devotion and love for him. I threaten his life if he leaves ever by saying that I'll tell his family of his secret. He doesn't know my name only my initials which isn't much, I need him. I love him but I hate watching him with other women. 

I walk to his house as I know shortcuts to get there before him, I run through the field of flowers, I see his home through the woods. Soon am I in the clear and I see his lovely colored home, the lanterns are lit on the outside. I slowly walk to the back of the house, to see a blank but calming row of garden beds, as expected some of the plants are dead, he doesn't really pay attention to them but I water them when I sneak in at night.  My favorite part about sneaking in is watching him sleep, he doesn't know that I sit only 2 feet away from his king size bed, watching him dream about me I hope, marrying me, being mine for the rest of my miserable life that I am cursed to live but with him life doesn't suck that badly. I wish he could see me to my brown-toned skin, black-ish hair, short statures. I bet he loves a girl that can read. I'm that girl I just know I am.  I slowly watch as his breathing changes to a deep sigh while he dreams of what will and has to be our wedding. But anyway out of my thoughts,  I've been hiding under his bed for 30 minutes now, I've been hearing his deep sighs as he sorts through millions of office papers, stuff like his boss's meeting schedules or lunch dates with co-workers, I wish I could be apart of his schedule sometimes- No not sometimes more like all the time.  The rain hits the windows as the storm starts, he's been asleep for awhile now, it's been 3 hours of the storm. I finally decide to get up and see his pretty sleeping figure, it's a beautiful sight to watch.  

I sit at his bedside watching him roll and sleep comfortably, I can't bare the thought of him loving another- I mean why can't he just chose me or see me for who I am? I miss his voice..Shit..he's waking up and his phone is buzzing, I wonder who is blowing up his phone? I want his number, I wonder what his schedule is looking like. I look in his schedule and see that he is heading to his college class in the early morning around like 8:00 am which is early! And it's 1:00 am I wonder why he's up so early, I know he randomly wakes up throughout the night because he has bad dreams, I smile as I hear him groan as he didn't want to be awake yet.  It's too early to be awake for him- at least that what he says to his boss and co-workers...

But I slowly watch him get dressed for the gym, I wonder if he seen the gift that I left for him? I hope so...I watch as he looks for a new and clean smelling suit for work, hes also looking for an outfit for the gym. He normally wears sweats (black or gray depending on the day), with a wife-beater, then a hoodie; he always looks good when he wears his gym fit...I normally watch him workout from afar because of this I know his routine by this point. I watch as he leaves the room to go get dressed, I take this as my chance to leave out the window, it's still cold as the sun hasn't fully rose. I finally make it to the first floor and start running towards the woods in the backyard, The wild flowers have been blooming for weeks now-they're beautiful like red and yellow flowers. Soon I run through shortcuts and make to the gym before him, he's at the free-weights picking up the 70 pound weights. Hours go by and its now 6:00 am, he finally gets in his car to go home to get ready for work, I do the same things I did last time-I run to his home getting there first. I hide under his bed as he arrives and showers, he smells like old spice like he always does; then he leaves and goes off to work, I see that he opens the gift that I got him, it's a love note that is covered in my perfume! I hope he loved it, I see his soft smile,  as he walks out to his car. 

5 Minutes later after he leaves, I make myself lunch with some food that I had brought with me. I heat my soup and calmly watch something on my phone. I can't wait for him to come home , I miss him so much. I feel like it's been like an eternity without him....ughhh I miss him.