He is the man that your father always told you about, the one that you would one day meet. Father referred to him as your prince. Although you thought that those kind of things only ever happened in fairy tales, as you are not a princess no matter how much father would say otherwise. Father told you about a man and how he is going to take your arm and guide you along the street, he would make you feel like you were royalty by the simplest of things. You matter so much to him and you don't even know it, he is always looking out for you and yet, you think he never shows it.
Today is the day, the day that you have been waiting for. Many weeks have passed by now, since you were last in each other's arms and you long more than anything to be back there. Although, you're not sure he feels the same way. Your heart is ruling you and your mind is telling you that it may be too late, you feel sick with worry that he might no longer feel the same way. The time comes to meet him at the station, you have been chatting throughout the day with him updating you on his whereabouts. Your heart is now beating so fast you don't understand why no one else can hear it, it is throbbing so loudly under your chest and is the only sound at times that you can hear. Your stomach feels a little queasy and your made more anxious by every passing second. Knowing full well that soon enough he will be walking through those station doors and right up to you, but what then?? Does he kiss you on the cheek, forehead, lips or do you just shake hands??
It's too late to speculate what he's going to do as you hear the screeching of the train's breaks on the tracks below as the train finally arrives at the station. It almost feels as though time has slowed down, you are suddenly aware of your breathing and how fast it is, you try and bring it back into a normal rhythm but have no such luck and you would try with your heart but you know that's a lost cause. He is here, you can see the top of his head appearing above the crowd but are unable to see his face due to your height; he is still a little bit away from you but you don't move, you wait for him to get to you, as if when he does you will know what to do. When he comes out of the crowd he makes his way to you in a fast motion, he drops his bags on the floor and replaces you where they once were. He brings his face to yours and kisses your lips, the kiss is so enchanting sending your emotions all over the place and not to mention your heart beating even faster every beat only wanting him more. Before you know it the kiss is over and he has picked up his bags, he holds out his arm for you to take and you walk side by side to your house. Conversation flows so well between you and it feels as though he never left.
