After the Breakup

Long Way Home

I woke up from my nap, feeling refreshed.  All the things Khalil has said and done has put my mind at ease.  I know that he is a good man and the more I know him, the more I can confirm that.  

But where is he? I fell asleep shortly after he put me to bed. The last thing I remember was him sitting at the side of the bed, watching me until I fell asleep. I wonder where he went. It’s already 3:30pm and I need to start preparing for my trip home.  

I stood up and went to the washroom to wash my face and freshen up. I would have wanted to take a shower but my clothes are already packed and already at the reception. Reorganizing my luggage will also be quite tiresome. I should have thought about it last night and packed some extra clothes in my carry on, but thinking about it, taking a shower in Khalil’s hotel room might not be a good idea. I can see that he is already struggling and doing so might just make things worse for him.

I just washed my face, brushed my teeth and redid my makeup.  Not long after I’m done, I heard the door open and Khalil entered, with coffee on hand and some pastries.  It’s time for our afternoon coffee and I really need that before I leave.

“Hey! Ready for coffee?”

I took the coffee from his hands and placed them on the table, then I gave him a peck on the lips. He smiled at me, he seemed happy with the gesture.

Then we both sat down and enjoyed our coffee. I don’t want to think about me leaving. Not just yet, I can let that sink in later but for now, I just want to enjoy the company of this man who now seem to mean a lot to me in such a short time.

“Ready?” he asked once we were done.

“Ready” then I stood up and reached out to him, pulling him to stand up.

He stood up and pulled me close to him.  His embrace was so tight that it’s a bit hard to breathe but I just couldn’t pull away and hugged him back instead.

He kissed the top of my head and then cupped my face with both his hands and kissed my lips. I kissed back with all the emotions that has been creeping inside me.  God, I will miss him. And his kiss also makes me feel that he will miss me as much.

Our lips parted when we were both out of breath, then he held me close again

“I will miss you Kate. I am already starting to miss you now”

I hugged him tight, as if telling him that I feel the same. I couldn’t speak as I feel like I will start crying if I utter a word. I just hugged him tighter and stayed in his arms a little longer.

The train ride to the airport was silent.  I just rest my head on his shoulders as we sat on the train.  Trying to memorize his scent, the feeling of having him close to me.

He stayed with me until before I entered the boarding area.  He gave me one last hug and a kiss on my forehead.  My feet felt heavy as I headed towards the boarding gate. I wish I can stay longer but I also know that the longer I stay, the harder it will be to part with him.

The 4 hour plane ride home has become a flood of emotions.  I kept on thinking about how we met, the days we spent together, the kisses we shared. The farther the plane has gone, the more I felt that emptiness, that void that Khalil has left. I will surely miss him, in fact, I am missing him already. I long to rest my head on his shoulders as we sit here together on the plane, but looking beside me, I am seated with a stranger whom I am not interested in meeting.

I have never believed in long distance relationships, but I am willing to give it a try. With Khalil, it’s worth the try.