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Forever and Always
By exesnohs07

 



Forever and Always


        
``I wish you didn't have to go.'' said the man looking up at his boyfriend. This man, John, was
about twenty-one with long blonde hair and green eyes. His tanned skin complemented the blonde hair
nicely.
        
``I know.'' said Adam kindly. He was about twenty-five. His kind brown eyes showed sadness as he put
a hand through his short brown hair. He then moved the hand to tilt the blonde's head up and moved
his hand from John's chin to cup his cheek and used his thumb to wipe away the tear that slid down
from his eye. Seeing the sadness in the younger man's eyes he smiled and put their lips together.
``Don't worry.'' he whispered in John's ear. ``I'll be back before you know it. This war won't last
forever.''
        
``But it just doesn't seem fair.''
        
``I know it doesn't.'' said Adam, pulling John into a hug. ``But I promise you I'll come back.''
        
The train whistled, signaling it was time to go.
        
``Wait for me, John?''
        
``Forever and always.''
        
``And remember,'' Adam said. ``I'm not dead-''
        
``-until I see a body.'' John finished. ``I know.''
        
Adam chuckled lightly. He then boarded the train and set off. As the train pulled away he stuck his
head out the window and shouted ``I LOVE YOU!!''
        
And John shouted back ``I LOVE YOU, TOO! YOU'D BETTER COME HOME!'' Tears flowed down his cheeks as
he watched the train grow smaller and disappear into the distance.

        
Five years have passed. The war had ended months ago. Where are you? John thought. Why
haven't you come home yet?
        
Just six months ago the war was over, and everyone was relieved , especially John. He was waiting
for one special person to come home. But that one special person was not home. No phone call. No
letters. Nothing. Everyone told him that the one special person was dead. He wasn't coming home.
        
``Move on. He's gone.'' They would say.
        
``I won't believe it until I see the body.'' Was his reply.
        
Where are you? he asked again. He sighed and got up. He grabbed his coat and threw his keys
in his pocket.

        
The park. Their special place. Where they first met, where they first kissed. And where they first
proclaimed their love for each other.
        
A solitary tear slid down John's cheek. ``Where are you, Adam?'' he asked aloud.
        
``Right here.''
        
John gasped. This had happened before. His mind fooling him. Pretending Adam was there. But this
time he felt two strong arms wrapped around his waist and a head on his shoulder. He felt the warm
breath that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.
        
``A-Adam?'' he whispered.
        
``Yep.''
        
John whipped around and saw that this time, his mind wasn't playing tricks on him. This was real.

        
``Hey, why are you crying? I thought you'd be happy to see me.'' Adam asked sarcastically, pulling
John into a hug.
        
``I waited for you. They said you were dead, but I wouldn't believe them.'' John whispered between
sobs.
        
``I love you.''
        
``Love you, too.''
        
They stood in the embrace for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, Adam spoke up. ``Hey, I have a
question for you.''
        
``Yeah? What?''
        
Adam smiled as he got down to one knee and drew out a black velvet box. John's eyes grew wide as the
box opened to reveal a white-gold band. The inscription on the inside read:
To My One and Only

        
``John, I love you more than I thought I could ever love anyone. Each time I see your face, my love
for you only grows. That's the face I want to wake up to each morning. The face I want to bring a
smile to. I want to grow old with you and have you by my side. John, will you be mine?''
        
Tears were flowing down John's cheeks as he smiled and said ``Forever, and always.''



 

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