A funny clip from Will and Grace reminded me of this song. Grace’s husband Leo leaves New York for business. It’s pretty amusing because she pops on her video recorder and sings a song for her hubby. Comically speaking, it’s one pretty funny idea.
I can’t really imagine singing a song on a video. I have done it once. And I sent it to him. I doubt that I’ll have enough gumption and courage to actually post it online. Nonetheless, I’m talking about this because he’s about to leave again.
Earlier, whilst waiting for a cab, I can’t help but be a little misty-eyed. Why does a great day have to end? I know that I have been “hogging” him the whole time, nonetheless, I wish that he will actually stay longer. I sincerely wish that the remaining week of his visit will run incredibly slowly. If I wait for him to come back, it would be 2010.
I know this seems like word vomit, but I am feeling mixed about this. I wish he can stay and I know that he has to go. I know he has to work and take care of his business there and all I wish for is for him to be in my arms. Everyday that he was away, what kept me alive and waiting was the idea that he will be back and will be in my arms again. It seems like everyday is a battle to stay sane from missing him and from so much loneliness. When he left last time, I cried for a whole week. No one knew. I didn’t want people to find out that I was that affected. Now, I vowed that I will never cry. I will not cry. I will be stronger and better and will draw from my memory everything that we did together – the trips to the mall, the making-out, the movies we’ve watched, the food we’ve shared (guess what, I think we’re at that level where we can pick out food from each others’ plate), and the laughter that really makes me feel that the intimacy we share is real. Laughing with each other and at each other is incredibly wonderful. I just wish it can go on like this forever.
The Girl
