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ONE
DAY
By freemaka
The few moments that they had shared before he was reassigned were glorious in their intensity, yet sad in their inevitable ending. To finally love and for it to be gone. To know that it was going to go, that no matter how happy she was, that it had to end created an ache in her heart that rivalled the pain of all those years without him.
Before, it was a dream, insubstantial, no matter how real the intensity. There was no substance to it, just thoughts, dreams, wants. But now her body ached for him, like holding your breath under water for too long. The pressure builds up to the point where you feel as if you would burst, and yet you keep struggling to hold on, no matter the pain or the fear, there is a part of your mind that keeps trying to breach the surface just so that you can breathe again.
And that was what she was waiting for. No matter how long, or how hard, she would keep trying. To give up was not an option she would contemplate. She knew that unlike drowning, acceptance of her present fate would not kill her, but it would most likely destroy her soul.
So she would keep fighting to keep her head above the water line, keep fighting to breathe. Because she knew she could endure the pain in her heart, no matter how unbearable it became, no matter how long she had to wait. She knew it would soon disappear in his presence, when he held her tight to his chest and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Of how he missed her, how much he loved her and how he would never leave her side again.
He would though. They both knew he had to, for the same reason that kept them apart for seven years, the reason that had forced them to suppress their love and feelings not only from each other but themselves as well.
Their duty. To their country, their uniform, themselves. One day they would be free to live normal lives free of restraint and duty.
One day their duty would end.
One day.
