The cold wind hits me as I open my car door to go pick up the love of my life. I get out and shut my old car door. I wrap my jacket tight around my small torso. I hurry into the airport as fast as I can. I open the door into the warm airport. I try to find somewhere to sit and wait for him. And when I find a free seat I sit down anxiously grabbing my phone out of my jacket pocket just to pass the time. As I'm waiting, I bounce my right leg up and down, getting up to the bathroom constantly to check if I look decent or not.
After awhile, I hear the lady over the intercom saying something about a plane boarding. I wasn't sure what she said because I was so nervous and so excited. I slowly get up to try to look for him. After a few seconds I spot a tall lanky boy. I stop in my tracks and put my hand over my mouth trying not to cry. I start walking again, towards him and suddenly our bodies collide, hugging each other which feels like forever. I look into his glossy eyes and kiss his oh so soft lips. And boy, I hope I never get tired of that feeling. We hug some more while I cry into his shoulder and then I let go and we begin to walk out with intertwined fingers.
