Come Back To Me

Come Back To Me Tomorrow I begin my journey back to her heart. A heart that might have turned cold as ice. I promised I would always be there… I broke my heart and hers by leaving...I should have told her. I I should have kept in touch but I thought she would move on and find someone better than me. I am standing in the airplane’s bathroom to see if I look presentable. Oh by the way I am Mia, a twenty six year old from Lebanon. I have hair as dark as the night, green eyes that are the colorof olives, a tan and a dimple on each cheek. I look good in a t- shirt, hoodie, jeans and sneakers that I love to wear because they remind of Tima and how much she loved when I dressed down and into comfortable clothes. I love feelingcomfortable and I am a person that opts for comfort instead of glamour by wearing simple clothes and being a home body. I am walking back to my seat in anticipation and trepidation of this flight I am on as I see a head of dirty blonde hair the color of deep rich honey sitting in the seat next to mine. I freeze and think can that be!….Nah! What are the odds that Tima would be on the same flight as me. That hair is familiar…it reminds soo much of Tima…she has dirty blonde hair like a deep rich yellow honey that I used to love to play with and it smells of strawberries. I get closer and a feeling of familiarity first runs through me, my heart starts beating faster as I approach my seat. Then her blue eyes that are deep as the ocean meet my green ones. Oh s**t ! It is Tima, the love of my life will be sitting in this flying tin can with me!! Awkward! My breathing has picked up so has my heart beat, I can hear it drum in my ears. What shall I do? What can I do? Go sit in your seat silly! The voice in my head says. “Excuse me” I say Tima frowns and I smile trying not to make the situation worse. “Hi” I say “You” is all she says Tima ignores me and turns her head back as the frown on her face intensifies and her hands grip the hand rests firmly as I am falling for this beautiful woman all over again just by meeting and staring at her…..She is truly upset! She is still beautiful even when she is upset. Well, fuckkkkkk! I frown as I look around the airplane for an empty seat but the airplane is full like tin can full of sardines except without the fishy smell as I let out a sigh. I remember our first meeting at university like it was yesterday… I remember the first day of Uni. As I, walk the halls of one of the buildings on campus to get to my next class. Out of nowhere I am hit by a door and fall to the floor with my books scattered all over. As I look up I am blinded by the goddess standing there with a guilty worried expression on her face. I am awe struck by her beauty that I keep staring until the angel in front of me starts apologizing and picking up my books while I am still dumfounded. This is going to be difficult and it is already not looking good with the way Tima is acting by ignoring that I even exist but what should I expect. I left and I don’t think she is going to welcome me with open arms. I need to explain what happened… She has a right know . I am still standing awkwardly in the aisle of this airplane. I look back at Tima, and I politely ask… “Excuse me, please can you move so that I can take my seat” Tima sighs and gets up from her seat with an expressionless face and I take my seat beside her. Greeat now what! The word f**k is not enough! Fuckity f**k f**k! I peek at Tima to see how she is taking the situation…She is sitting rigidly in her seat holding the handrests on each side is gripped tightly and tapping on the handrests with her fingers! I simply can’t take it anymore so I blurt out “ Do you hate me?” Tima looks a little out of it as if she was somewhere else then she blinks her eyes and looks intensly straight into my eyes and answers simply “Maybe”. I feel like screaming ; a war is waging on the inside to tell her what really happened! I start to hyperventilate I need sometime, this sooo hard! I am shaking and panicking in my seat. I thought I had this flight to get ready to tell her everything that happened on that fateful night. I guess I have to improvise!!! Suddenly out of nowhere I say in a low voice to her “I never wanted to leave you” “You did and you didn’t even tell me where you went, you didn’t even keep in touch!” says Tima with venom in her tone. “I…I…” “I….I…. what?” Tima says “I did this for you” I say “No you didn’t, I searched the entire country for you in anyway I knew how, but nothing” Tima says “It was for your own safety, especially after my brother threatened me” I say “You should have let me decide instead of just leaving!” “I couldn’t after what my brother did to me” “What did that bastard do that has you cowering in a corner?” I sigh and take a deep breath but the words refuse to come out…I look out the window wishing I could forget that terrible night. I take a deep breath and let it out slowly as the first word comes out of my mouth. I….He….they…!!! I try to tell her but the words won’t come out coherently…please God…..Help! I hide my face from Tima as my throat chokes up with many emotions and I can’t say another word. I put my head in my hands as I avoid Tima’s gaze. I still feel ashamed for what happened. Also, I don’t want to see the pity in her eyes. I look up with a single stray tear falling down my face and suddenly blurt out in a hushed tone “He…..he …….gang r***d me with a group of his friends.” I hide my head back in my hands after I tell her. All I hear is silence from Tima, I am curious to know what she thinks! As I take my head out of my hands and wipe the tear from my face. Suddeny I feel a finger lift my chin to look at her face as I make eye contact I see sympathy in those blue eyes. “Then he threatened to do the same to you if I didn’t leave you alone.” “What!” She says “Yeah, the bastard had the nerve to r**e me and threaten the only thing in my life that brought me happiness.” I say “I have been miserable ever since I had to leave or I think he would have done something different like commit murder. I want you to know that all I was doing was for your protection.” “I…I don’t know what to say” she says with a tear running down her face just like mine. “You have to know that I would have never left unless something serious happened.” “What are we going to do about us?” She says “I was thinking of begging and pleading with you to forgive me because these days it’s the only thing that I have not forgiven myself for.” “Then we have to start somewhere and you have to forgive yourself…..I forgive you!” “Why, is it that simple for you?” I say “This was not something you could control” She says “But I left….You should be angry” I say “Well, let us say I don’t hate anymore for deserting me but I want to know why you are going back to Beirut?” Tima says “To find you my best friend, the love of my life…I tried to forget you but no one compares to you. Also, I have faced my demons and I found my life empty without you in it.” “How are you going to do that with your brother around?” Tima says “Last I heard he was in jail…. I have kept an eye on him just in case I need to come back for you.” I say “You were coming to see me?” Tima says “Yes” I say “why?” “I needed to see you and to explain and this was my chance to do it” I say “So now what?” I say “I don’t know but we could be friends for now” Tima says “I am not thrilled with being friends” “Well what do you expect after six years of not seeing you!” Tima says “I expected worse with the scenarios going on in my head” “Like what?” “You would hate me or you would reject me because of what I did” Tima smiles, looks away then looks back at me and says “I pretended to hate you but I knew deep down that I can never do that. I look at Tima and then I blush “Awww! Are you blushing?” Tima says “Shut up” I say “You know how much I don’t like to blush!” “Why? You look cute when you blush and I love it because you rarely blush!” Tima says “Well, you can only make me blush!” I say Tima smirks “Ahem! So, where do we go from here?” Tima says “Why don’t we take it slow ?” I say “So, do you have a place to stay?” Tima says “I am staying at a hotel!” “No you are not! You are staying with me!” “Sure, I would love that! I take a deep breath as I try to release the tension in my body by exhaling when I feel Tima move e and starts massaging my shoulders and neck. I smell her perfume that I love, and I inhale her perfume and exhale all the frustration and anger that I am feeling inside. This is what I wanted, this is what I crave the most from the person I love….comfort. I missed this but from now on I will promise myself to never let anything get in the way of the person I love. Six months later “Hey babe?” Tima says from the couch in the house we are living in in Toronto! Yes, I moved from Montreal to Toronto and Tima finally graduated university last week. Guess what? I plan on proposing to Tima in the near future but right now I happy to be living with her and enjoying every moment to the maximum. “Yes hun!” I answer “Since it is movie night which movie do you want to watch ‘Antman’ or ‘Ironman’?” “Either will do babe, you know I am a big Marvel fan!” “Antman it is!” “ok, give me a few moments to finish with the popcorn and I will be right with you.” I say from the kitchen. Soon the aroma of popcorn accompanied by the popping from the stove are the only smell and noise that are wafting through our two story house in a residential neighborhood. I walk into in to the living room while the smell of freshly popped corn wafts in the whole house. I take my seat on the couch and place the popcorn bowl between us as she loads Antman into the dvd player. I get the blanket and drape it over us as the credit of the film start to roll….