Jen opened her blue eyes on a warm, monday morning. The sun was already up, and lit her beige colored room up like a lantern. The sun made her white skin look vibrant and healthy. It was mid June. Her dog, now aware of the girl's movements in her twin sized bed, made her way to the face still burried in pillows and licked her cheeks.
"Abby, quit it." She pushed away the puppy. The dog was still excited to see her master alive and well. Jen grabbed her phone from under her pillow, and clicked the home button on the bottom to illuminate the screen.
"Babe 12:26AM: Hey beautiul. The fam and I are out walking downtown. There's a street performer that's begging us for money lol. He kind of sucks though. You'd like him. You're into this kind of corny stuff. ;) I wish you could be here baby. I love you."
Jen loved the texts she woke up to. Her boyfriend of 3 years, John, was deeply in love with her. His dark skin, his oriental eyes that were as deep as the deepest oceans, and his typically dark hair that was kept shaved on the sides but longer on the tops.
She stood up and shuffled towards the window facing east. The window was covered with pictures propped up on the window sill. Jen lifted her hand, while the other stayed on top of Abby's warm head. With her raised hand, she touched the face of her man. A still image that she so desperately wished would move or make a noise. She wished that John could live closer. She wished that for once, John didn't live 3,000 miles west of her, in Las Vegas while she was all the way in Rhode Island.
She looked around her room. She could see the pictures she hung that flooded her mind with memories of days that otherwise wouldn't be remembered. On one side of her room were the pictures of her friends and highschool days. On the other side, she saw pictures of her and John. Their first date. Their only date together. All other dates were spent slaved over a computer and a poewrcord. They didn't mind though. They loved each other reguardless. But she missed his skin and hair; and smile and laugh. She missed him daily. And he missed her hourly.
