I remember the day so clearly. Rays of sunlight lit up my face. Rolling over, I saw him. He laid so peacefully. His name was Addison. Addison was a long time family friend. We grew up going to church together. There was something between us for as long as I could remember. We just always had that connection. It was the summer going into our senior year in high school. We were both 17. The best year of my life came and went like a lightning bolt. Our relationship was something very special. The chemistry we had was unbelievable.
As he laid there, I couldn’t help but stare. His golden brown body glistened as the sun peaked in through the window. His lips we so luscious and soft. I leaned in and kissed him. Addison smiled and opened his eyes. We gazed into each others eyes with complete happiness. This was all about to end.
Addison lived in San Diego and I lived in Camarillo. I went down to visit Addison for a week in San Diego but it was time for me to take the train back to Camarillo. Although having a long distance relationship was already hard, things were about to get worse. That weekend Addison was moving to Hawaii for college.
Packing my bags for the last time, I began to cry. Knowing I wasn’t going to see him for months killed me inside. Of course I didn’t want to go home but I had to. Finally the time came. The car ride for the shortest car ride of my life. We arrived at the train station. We sat together holding hands, trying to make jokes. We both knew that within minutes we would say our final goodbyes. He joked, “Did I give you enough to hold you off for a couple months?” Laughed back, I said, “Of course you did.”
I could hear the train in the distance. We made eye contact and our smiles faded. The scene is instilled in my head. We walked hand in hand. His warmth overwhelmed my entire body with happiness. He was my happiness. Without him I felt incomplete. Within moments he would be gone and my struggle would begin. We looked into each others eyes. I said, “I’ll miss you babe.” He replied, “I’ll miss you more. But we will see each soon.” Right then the train stopped. I could hear its breaks squeaking. People rushed out of the train and others quickly boarded. So much was going on around me but I felt like I was frozen in time with him. I could not get in the train. It was physically the hardest thing I could ever do. He leaned in for the kiss. I can still imagine the feeling of his lips touching mine. A man shouted out, “Last call for boarding!” We made one last eye contact and then I turned towards the train.
Tears began to form. My vision became blurry and I tried to brush away my tears. I sat in the first seat I saw. I just sat there. Like a robot. My face was blank. I can imagine myself looking like someone who was drugged out on zanex; a blank stare, in their own world, checked out of reality. All of the emotions overpowered. This was too hard for me to handle. So many thoughts went through my head. It was like some one hit my upside the head and I got a reality check. The guy I spent the last year with, the best year of my entire life, was gone. I was not going to be able to see him, touch him, kiss him, hug him. I couldn’t do any of it. Sitting there, I felt lost and confused.
Days passed. The longest days of my life. I was out of routine. I felt like a lost child in a park. It took me days to realize what I realized. This was one of the best things to ever happen to me. I had become so reliant on him for my happiness. The realization was that it was time for me to focus on myself. I needed to be happy by myself in order to have complete happiness with him. Next thing you know I was back in school and playing soccer everyday. For once I felt powerful and confident. I felt like I could do anything in the entire world. I needed to be without him to find myself again and I did.
Being at school, there were guys every where. The other day I was walking to soccer practice and this guy stopped me. He walked up with all smiles and said, “Sorry, I couldn’t walk by you and not stop and introduce myself.” We conversed back and forth a couple times and then I continued on my way. After this incident I concluded with myself that no one could ever compare to Addison. Addison was perfect for me! Some people say you just know when you find the one. And I found that.
I had found the one I was meant to be with for the rest of my life. My feelings for him grew the farther he was away from me. But I didn’t need him to be with my physically for me to be happy. We could still love each other and be there for each other. He could help me with my struggles and I could help him with his. The power of our love showed me that there really is true love. Him being away from me only made me stronger and more independent. Pretty soon he will be back in California and we can be together and all the waiting and distance will be in the past and we can both move forward. His leaving was one of the hardest things that I’ve ever gone through. But it was for the best and my future can only get better from here.