The first time I seen him was in kindergarten after school. He was giving out candy canes with Santa outside the school. The candy cane was barely in my hand before I took off running to my Mama's car. I hated him the moment we touched hands. Those ten seconds were the best of my life but I knew I would never see him again.
I swear my mama told me the story of soulmates ever since I was born. The first time she met Mommy, she said all fear was replaced with love. They were best friends for a long time before they finally admitted they had feelings for each other. Since then they haven't ever been apart. I know that they are team but they aren't their own people and it bothers me. I don't want to give up me to become we.
The second time I seen him was in a grocery store, we were in middle school by that point. I was trying samples of cheese when he walked into the store. My eyes went wide as he directly walked up to me. That was the first time I felt it. The longing for him, the need intensified with every step he took. He was beautiful and breathtaking. He said only one thing once he reached me, 'I miss you'. I knew I had to go, I took off running out the store. He followed me until I left the parking lot.
The last time I seen him was two days ago in the airport. My parents were going on vacation and since I had finals I would have the house to myself for the week. As we were unloading the car, he came walking out the airport. I felt him before I seen him. The need for him starting to intensify. I felt my heart thudding and everything got tingly. I freaked out and took off running down the street as fast as I could until I knew he didn't follow me.
My body has longed for his touch since we were 5. The last 12 years I have done everything in my power to avoid this boy. I have even moved schools, towns, and states to get the job done.
Yet there he is, standing on my porch, knocking on my front door. "You can't run forever. We need to talk." He said yelling through the door. Thankfully it was midday so I was already dressed and ready for the day. I slipped out the side door and hopped over the neighbors fence. Unfortunately, he saw me and took off running behind me.
I wasn't sure if he knew this or not but I have been prepared for this race for a long time. We took off through parks, across streets, through crowds until I thought I lost him in the public library.
I tried to catch my breath, as I crouched down pretending to look through the low self of children's books. It was the farthest section besides the computer lab which was closed for the day. I froze as I felt him coming, the tension filled the air and his presence became suffocating. I heard every step getting closer and closer. I quietly rolled into the unlocked computer lab and hid under the desk. It was only a few minutes before I heard the door lock behind him.
"I know you're in here. You know we need to talk. You can't keep running away from me, from us. Please talk to me." He said calmly walking through the room and sitting in the farthest chair. He no longer stood between me and the exit.
I stood revealing my hiding spot two feet from the door. We locked eyes and I knew I couldn't run any longer. The world around us melted away as we slowly stepped closer and closer to eachother. Silently in the dark I felt his warm arms pull me close. My head rested on his shoulder, arms around his neck and I felt at home.
"If I knew holding you felt this good I would have chased you the first time." He whispered in my ear holding me closer. "I love you."
I couldn't hide, deny, lie or pretend anymore. "I love you too, baby." I said to my future husband.
