A relationship that survived through text messages. That was what their relationship had become, that young beautiful thing had become what she was beginning to feel was a causality of modern technology. She missed his voice speaking sweet things in her ear late at night. She desperately missed seeing his smiling face every morning. She missed the hugs that swept her off of her feet. Missed it all. A relationship through text messages. The kisses she missed those. She looked at her friends around her with their perfect couples. They had it all. Her closest friends wondered if she should just end the entire relationship. It was just hurting her, hurting him.
If she was being honest that very thought came to her mind once. Just once, for less then thirty seconds and those thirty seconds were the worst of her life. Never again would those thoughts ever enter her mind. The pain that it would cause would be too much. Not only to herself, because it would kill her, but the worst part would be hurting him that she couldn't handle. That pain would be more then her desire to hear his voice saying hello instead of just reading it in a text. She sighed out loud and chewed on the straw to her iced tea. She had to finish reading her book for class but all she could focus on was the bound of her phone chirping signaling the next text message. The café and street were busy today, the sound filled her ears as she took her iPod from her ears.
Her phone chirped again pulling her from her reverie. Despite herself she smiled slightly. He was being unnecessarily cryptic, telling her that he was going to make her day. It was completely confusing to an already confused person. She messaged him back that yes she was ready for whatever it was he was planning on doing. Then she settled back into her seat to read some more of her book. She hadn't gotten three words into her book before the familiar strains of "Dear Prudence" filled the air as her phone rang loudly. She picked up her phone to look briefly at the caller i.d. The picture caused her to jump to answer it. It couldn't really be him.
"Hello?" she said.
"Hey babe!" it was him.
Actually him she was speaking to. As in this was his voice that she was speaking to. In those first words that he spoke everything that was out of line and floating around settled back into it's natural place. She leaned back in her chair content for the first time in weeks. They spent an hour talking
This brought her back to why she did this, why she wanted him. The sound his voice made her smile. Imagine seeing him after this time? What would that do to her?
"Where are you?" he asked out of no where.
"Just leaving a café for my room." She smiled as she spoke. They continued to talk as she walked back to her dorm from across campus , the walk really wasn't that long only a few minutes.
"I hate to say this but I have to go baby. I'll talk to you soon."
"Bye." She whispered.
"Hey I love you." He said.
She smiled, "I love you back," she said as the phone went dead. She couldn't wipe the smile from her face as she finished the walk.
She turned the corner so that her building was in view. In front she saw a slightly familiar shape standing outside. But it couldn't be him her eyes were just playing tricks on her. Against her better judgment she picked up the pace. As she got closer she realized that it really was him. The how didn't matter, the fact that this was totally clichéd didn't matter either. But it was actually him that was all that matter. She ran to him and jumped into his arms. Placing kisses wherever she could find a place to.
"How?" was all she could manage to ask.
"Flapped my arms really hard." He smiled at her.
Everything would be fine, for the moment she no longer had a relationship through text messages. She had the real thin and she wasn't going to waste a moment of it.
