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i entered the place as silently as i possibly could, making every effort to prevent myself from banging on any loose metal, or knocking over any hidden objects that lay in the shadows. this place -- a place where she and i have been a countless number of times before -- was my getaway. this place was where i would seek refuge from my everyday feeling of being lost and lonely. this was one of the few places where i could sit down and rearrange my insides. and somehow, a place where i could fully connect with her.

there i stood, in front of the mirror that rested against the wall. well, actually, it wasn't a mirror. it was more of a...big window thingy. but we called it a mirror because of its ability to instill a copy of us onto its surface. standing there, i looked around, trying to familiarize with the place again, despite my coming here many nights before. i closed my eyes, allowing myself to sink back into the time and feeling. below, the ground which we sat on and talked of many things. in front, behind the window-mirrow, the wall which separated our world from the real one whenever we came here. above, the sky that we watched change from its tranquil blues of day, to its illustrious pinks and reds of dusk, to its protective indigo of night. i inhaled deeply, letting the cool air fill my lungs with the scent of precious hours spent with her here. as my mind fell into this nightly ritual of mine, the projected image of myself met with hers, and i replayed a time not too far from before her leave date.

my senses were wide awake now. i remembered the warmth of her body against mine as i wrapped my arms around her, and how easily her head rested on my chest. our eyes were soon drawn to each other, and we gazed deeply into each other for what seem like an eternity. i could see the fear and worry in her eyes, and she could see it in mine. this fear and worry caused by the inevitable PCS and what we would do from there. this fear and worry caused by the movie-approved belief that long-distance relationships "never work out". i could only imagine the results of letting the public and cinemas be right. i had to reassure the both of us.
"look," i said, as our heads turned to our reflection in the window-mirror. "this is the how we are now," i began. i held her closer. "and this is how we will always be no matter what," i finished. our heads turned back to each other, and we kissed. as our lips parted, she whispered to me, "i know."

i made the mistake of getting too lost in the memory and thinking it was real. i opened my eyes to see her, and immediately my trance had ended. she disappeared, my senses went back to their numb state, and my unity with the place was disconnected. it was over for the night. but i was glad to have relived that. doing that every night helps me move on.

i think about her when i wake up, worry about her throughout the day, and pray for her safety before i sleep. despite that, i am still able to smile because of the fact that she and i remain together. that was they way we were then. that is the way we are now. and this is the way we'll always be. together..

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i entered the place as silently as i possibly could, making every effort to prevent myself from banging on any loose metal, or knocking over any hidden objects that lay in the shadows. this place -- a place where she and i have been a countless number of times before -- was my getaway. this place was where i would seek refuge from my everyday feeling of being lost and lonely. this was one of the few places where i could sit down and rearrange my insides. and somehow, a place where i could fully connect with her.

there i stood, in front of the mirror that rested against the wall. well, actually, it wasn't a mirror. it was more of a...big window thingy. but we called it a mirror because of its ability to instill a copy of us onto its surface. standing there, i looked around, trying to familiarize with the place again, despite my coming here many nights before. i closed my eyes, allowing myself to sink back into the time and feeling. below, the ground which we sat on and talked of many things. in front, behind the window-mirrow, the wall which separated our world from the real one whenever we came here. above, the sky that we watched change from its tranquil blues of day, to its illustrious pinks and reds of dusk, to its protective indigo of night. i inhaled deeply, letting the cool air fill my lungs with the scent of precious hours spent with her here. as my mind fell into this nightly ritual of mine, the projected image of myself met with hers, and i replayed a time not too far from before her leave date.

my senses were wide awake now. i remembered the warmth of her body against mine as i wrapped my arms around her, and how easily her head rested on my chest. our eyes were soon drawn to each other, and we gazed deeply into each other for what seem like an eternity. i could see the fear and worry in her eyes, and she could see it in mine. this fear and worry caused by the inevitable PCS and what we would do from there. this fear and worry caused by the movie-approved belief that long-distance relationships "never work out". i could only imagine the results of letting the public and cinemas be right. i had to reassure the both of us.
"look," i said, as our heads turned to our reflection in the window-mirror. "this is the how we are now," i began. i held her closer. "and this is how we will always be no matter what," i finished. our heads turned back to each other, and we kissed. as our lips parted, she whispered to me, "i know."

i made the mistake of getting too lost in the memory and thinking it was real. i opened my eyes to see her, and immediately my trance had ended. she disappeared, my senses went back to their numb state, and my unity with the place was disconnected. it was over for the night. but i was glad to have relived that. doing that every night helps me move on.

i think about her when i wake up, worry about her throughout the day, and pray for her safety before i sleep. despite that, i am still able to smile because of the fact that she and i remain together. that was they way we were then. that is the way we are now. and this is the way we'll always be. together..