Lover came online. She posted a few thoughts and pictures on her WhatsApp status.
Pictorially, I ran to her, squeezed her in a bear hug, and kissed her, tears lining my eyes from the bubbling emotions inside me.
I picked up my phone and so badly wanted to send her a message.
Then I remembered. Time.
I also thought of how she might possibly get flooded with messages of "I've missed you," "Where have you been?" or "What's up with you?"
So I ended up scrolling through her status countlessly...
And waiting...
For her ship to hit the shore.
I'll wait, my love. I'll wait.
December is just around the corner, I guess.
