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Writer, soldier, thinker, and science fiction lover. I just can't seem to find a way to divide my adventurous self of constant outdoor activity and exercise from my nerdy self playing games and going to conventions. So why not just be both?

 I am a young professional living out of Tallahassee, Florida for the past five years. I have been on a deployment with the United States Army and continue to work outside of my other occupations to better myself mentally and physically. My passion for writing is driven by my passion for everything I find entertaining in life, and of course by my friends and family.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

A Guest Here

 Jessica toyed with the thin fragile chain around her neck. Her white sundress frolicked lightly in a breeze. Overgrown grass left a fine dew over her bare ankles with each step. Jessica grinned and a smile crept out of her as she was heading to see James after, oh so long.
 How could she forget his love, how could she stand never seeing him again? She knew there would be one more time for one last sweet embrace. The day so intimately and painfully etched into her mind. The fresh smell of cut grass bring it back. 
 A warm embrace and the creases of a rough uniform cutting into her soft skin as they both tightened their hold. She had become accustomed to him being but a guest in her presence. How could she forget his love? But there would be a time and place for another embrace, just as now, how it all went wrong. 
 Pulling away she looked up into his soft green eyes. He had to know her thoughts. Somehow, he knew by now, they would meet again, somehow. Somehow she'd begin again. She leaned in, leaning up on her toes as their lips met. His hands holding her arms in a loving embrace but keeping a small distance between their bodies in protection. He kissed slowly,unhurried, as if he could stay all day and night. Deepening the kiss she was flooded with that of warm adrenaline that was so dear to the likes of him. He was a guest here now, locked to her lips.
 She wanted nothing more than to see his face, his face that she so vividly saw in her mind. Time had tried to come to wash away the pain of the absence. Now with her closing the distance to him once more the pain became clear that it was not a guest, but a resident in her. But the pain was a reminder of something great, so great she could only smile wider as she pushed a strand of hair back behind her ear. 
 Unreal, was the only way she could put it to see him again. How, had she tried to love someone new? Time had tried to come and take away the pain, but she wanted too badly for her memories to remain. To hear his voice, and to see his face. There wasn't a moment she would erase, a guest in her mind. She could never understand, with what all he did, why some stayed and others go. 
 She slowed her walk as she neared him. Her bare feet coated in the wet morning dew from the grass, inches from his boots. His boots, so clean on the concrete slab. How the time had seemed so long, but now it was so fast in her mind, and how she now had to begin again with him here. 
 Her eyes followed up his boots, his empty boots. The concrete they stood on, so clean. His name engraved so neatly into the stone. She just wanted her mind to stay the same, as he was here, a guest here now. 
    

 
  

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