I've loved the song "Right Here Waiting" ever since I was a little girl, and it's only recently that I've come to realize how much it reflects Seth's feelings for Jessica. No matter where she goes or what she does, he's always right there waiting for her, because he loves her that much. Written from Seth's POV.
See you next week, Seth!
Next week. Might as well be next year, for all the itchy feelings I get whenever Jessica's gone on some extended trip. I only dropped her off at the airport just this morning, and already, I feel like something's eatin' at my brain – with chopsticks. So what do I do to try and make this constant pick, pick, pick go away? I go back to Jessica's house and get to work on what needs to be done. I mend some garden hoses, water the lawn, weed the roses, clean the house, do some laundry, and feed the canary. And when I'm done playin' Mr. Belvedere, I go home, cook dinner... and go crazy.
No, I don't tear my own house apart or throw a duck fit. I just worry about Jess whenever she's gone. I know she's probably gonna be perfectly safe in London with her cousin Emma, but good night, London's no different from New York or Boston or any other big city. 'Course, Jess would tell me I don't need to worry so much, but darn it, I do. It'd kill me if anything happened to her. And I feel downright helpless with her bein' an ocean away. Like I've got this gapin' hole in my chest that can't be filled until I see her again.
I know that sounds corny, but it's true. Truth is, I feel empty without Jess. I look forward to her phone call every night, and that hole is filled when I hear her voice. But as soon as we hang up, the hole's empty again. I miss her. Miss hearing her voice, walking through Cabot Cove and feeling her next to me, seeing her beautiful smile and those pretty blue eyes sparklin' like sapphires. But since I can't see her, all I can do is pray for her – pray she'll be safe and that she'll come back soon.
It's times like this, when I'm missing Jess the most, that I feel like I've taken my time with her for granted. I make sure I don't smother her whenever she's home, but I don't turn into a hermit around her, either. I just want to make sure she's okay, that she's loved. Ayuh, it's true. I love Jessica so much, it hurts, and that's why I feel like I'm goin' crazy whenever she's gone. As much as I'd like to, I can't follow her wherever she goes just to make sure she's all right. I can dream about her, pray for her, and wait for her.
No matter what, no matter where Jess goes or what she does, I'll be right here waiting for her. I'll be waiting for her to come home, waiting to give her a hug and hold her tight, and waiting to tell her what I've always wanted to tell her. If it means that we can be together in the end, I'll wait for her forever. If you love someone that much, they're worth waiting for.