I put my shoes in the shelf cubicle. I then grabbed my briefcase and was
about to walk away when…
"Good morning, Matt."
I turned around to see Her. Her. Mimi Tachikawa. I looked at her closely and examined every feature. Everything was perfect, except for her face. Her face, pink. Her eyes, red and puffy with dark circles underneath them.
"Oh, hey, Mimi." I said.
"Um," she whispered as she bit her bottom lip for a second and looked down "I-I-I came to give you this." She said as she handed me a trash bag.
She paused for a moment and looked up at me "It's all of the stuff that you gave me. I thought you might want it back. All of your clothes are in there washed and neatly pressed just like everything else." She then looked down again and whimpered "So…you don't have to worry about them having any of my germs."
I could hear her heartbeat, feel the pain in it, feel the lump in her throat, feel everything that she was feeling…it tore me apart. Not only could I feel her suffering, but I could feel mine as well.
I turned around and put the bag next to my shoes. I then turned around to face her. Her bottom lip quivering, her mouth opened. "I'll give you all of your stuff tomorrow."
I started to walk away when I felt her grab my arm. I turned and looked at her "I'm sorry," she said "for slapping you, Saturday." She reached to touch my cheek, but I turned my face away; allowing her not to do so.
"Mimi, please." I said "You're going to make a scene."
I climbed the stairs slowly until I reached the floor where my homeroom was. I went into 8-B and closed the door slowly behind me. There where a few students in groups talking and some individual students studying. I slowly made my way down the row of desks that where next to the window. I sat on the middle desk and sighed. I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair. "God, how much longer?" I whispered as I covered my face with my hands. I stayed in that position until our homeroom teacher arrived. Thankfully, nobody bothered me.
I felt a soft breeze passed by me. I closed my eyes as it sent chills down my spine. I was sitting on the sift grass under the shade of a tree at school, in a part where no one but Mimi and I knew about. My back rested against the trunk, as well as the back of my head; my eyes closed. My arms resting on my sides. It was lunch time, but I wasn't hungry. All I could think about was Mimi, Mimi. I tried to relax, to get her out of my mind. But the more I tried, the harder it got. I took a deep breath and let it out, opening my eyes. As I did so, I felt someone approach me. I turned to my left to see whom it was. It was Her.
She walked towards me like a model, a beautiful model. I had told her that she could take modeling if she wanted to. She told me that the only person she would model to was me, only me. She continued walking as the hot sun rays of the mid-noon touched her gently, making her look like a goddess.
She then stopped, I looked at her from top to bottom. Even though she didn't have a school uniform, the red, blue and white star tight shirt that she always wore and her white skirt and boots was perfect for her. It made her stand out and it made her someone special. But, then again, she is special no matter what.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Matt." She said as she looked down at me, her chestnut hair falling to the sides of her porcelain face.
'You're never a bother to me, Mimi.' I thought lovingly. God, I wanted to pull her into my lap and kiss her face, nuzzle her neck and kiss it while I whispered her name with love over and over.
"But, I was wondering, can I have lunch with you? You see, I didn't bring any since you're the one who always brings lunch. What I mean is, that, since I'm so used to that custom, I forget that you and I…b-b-broke u-up."
"No, Mimi." I said coldly.
All hope that she had in her eyes, vanished. "Well, thanks anyway." She said and walked away.
I watched her leave until she was out of sight. I sighed and looked at my watch. I only had 20 minutes to eat before going back to class. I opened the lunch bag that was beside me and looked at the meal that I had made, and I noticed; I had made lunch for the both of us as usual, automatically.
I walked over to the desk of my homeroom teacher and asked him if I could go to the restroom. He said yes and I walked out of the room and down the hall. As I walked, I passed the infirmary and saw a glimpse of Mimi lying on the bed and Sora talking to the nurse telling her what was wrong. I pressed myself against the wall so that nobody could see me, to hear the conversation.
"…she was writing a math problem on the board when she fainted." I heard Sora say.
"Do you know if she suffers from any medical condition?" the nurse asked her.
"No, I don't know. I don't think she does."
At that moment I heard Mimi moan.
"Mimi, are you ok?! How do you feel?!" Sora asked her frantically.
"Uh, what happened? Sora what's going on?"
"You fainted."
"Do you suffer from any medical condition? The nurse asked Mimi.
"No, I don't"
A few minutes passed by. Then, "You're perfectly fine. It seems to me that what happened to you was because of stress. You look very tired. Did you eat anything today?"
"I did eat breakfast, but, I didn't eat any lunch."
"Why not?"
"Because, I didn't bring any."
"Why didn't you come to me, Mimi? I've could've shared with you." I heard Sora say.
"You and Tai where eating lunch together. I didn't want to be a bother of the both of you."
"Mimi, you're no bother. And, now that I think about it, don't you and Matt always eat lunch together? Besides, he's the one that always brings the lunch."
"I didn't feel like eating with him today." I heard Mimi tell Sora. We both knew it was a lie. She wanted to eat lunch with me.
"Oh, I see."
"Miss. Tachikawa, I think it's best that you go home." Said the nurse "Here's a medical notice."
"Alright. Thank you." Said Mimi
I heard their footsteps come closer. I turned to walk back to the classroom, but it was too late.
"Hey, Matt." Said Sora.
"Oh, hey, Sora." I said as I turned around to face her and Mimi. I took a good look at Mimi whom was leaning on Sora for support. Her face was white as a sheet of paper. She was looking at the floor.
"What are you doing here?" she asked me.
" I had to go to the bathroom and now I'm on my way back to the classroom." I explained.
We both looked at Mimi as she moaned.
"Matt, could you take Mimi home? She doesn't feel very well."
"Why I should I take her home? Why don't you do it?"
"Matt, you're her boyfriend, it's only right."
"Sora, please…" Mimi whispered, but Sora didn't hear her.
"I'm sorry, Sora. But, I'm not going to take her home."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to, ok?!" I yelled and walked away.
I opened the door to my room and sighed as I closed it. I put my school jacket on my desk chair and my school briefcase on my desk. I sat on my bed with the trash bag that Mimi had given me. I opened it and took out all of the contents. I took the school jacket I had given Mimi last Friday. I smelled it, trying to find her scent. There wasn't any. Then I remembered her words, "All of your clothes are in there washed and neatly pressed, just like everything else. So… you don't have to worry about them having any of my germs."
"No…" I said as I kept sniffing trying to find her scent. "No. No. No. No. No!"
I kept taking other clothing, but I couldn't find her scent. I got up and walked over to my closet, desperately. I opened it and took out a box. I sat on my bed and opened the box. I took out a pink sweater of hers gently as if it would break any second. I brought it to my face and smelled it.
'Yes…' I thought as I caressed the sweater with my face. It felt like her, it had her scent.
"Mimi, oh, Mimi…" I kept repeating over and over as I buried my face in the sweater and kept smelling her scent. When I was satisfied and more calmed, I took out all of the other stuff that was in the box. I had gotten everything out, until I reached a tin box. I took it out and looked at it closely. It had a daisy painted on it and underneath it had her name, Mimi. I opened it and saw a column of pictures. I smiled. I remembered that before she had moved to America, we had split the quantity of the pictures. We had taken a lot of pictures ever since we had gotten back from the Digital World. The Digital World. That's where Us began. I remember it as if it where yesterday. Yesterday, the day of our first kiss, of our confession to each other.
I was sitting on the grass, my back resting on a tree trunk. My head was tilted upwards, my eyes closed as I enjoyed the peaceful night. I felt soft footsteps come closer to me. I opened my eyes and saw Mimi walk towards me.
"Um, Matt." She said nervously.
"Yea, Mimi?" I said lovingly as I looked at every feature closely.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but, I just wanted to thank you for standing up for me."
"Mimi," I said as I took her hand and made her sit down "you're not a bother, not to me." She looked at me lovingly and I continued "I stood up for you because you have a right to mourn over the loss of a loved one. I think what you did was beautiful. Making those tombstones for those who helped us was…I can't find the right word, but, I know that you know what I feel in your heart."
Tears welled up in her sweet, beautiful, chocolate eyes. Mimi," I said as I brushed her tears with my thumbs which were covered with my gloves. "do you also want to know why I did what I did?"
She swallowed the lump that was holding her back.
"I also did it because I love you, Mimi Tachikawa. I love you with all my heart."
Tears fell freely from her eyes. "Oh, Matt…" she whispered.
"At first I thought it was just a crush, but, as time passed by, I grew of you. And before I knew it, I had fallen in love. I understand if you don't feel the same way towards me." I said and took her gloved hand "But, I just want you to know, that you have someone who will always be there for you, who will always care." I caressed her tear stained cheek with me free hand "I will always love you, Mimi Tachikawa, always…there's nobody else that can capture and keep my heart forever. Thanks to you, I finally know what true love is, what it feels like. I never believed in those things until I saw you for the first time, there was something about you that intrigued me, Mimi Tachikawa."
I let go of her cheek and let my gloved hand fall to my side. I was about to let go of her gloved hand when she put her free hand on top of mine.
"I love you too, Yamato Ishida." She whispered as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "You always intrigued me. When I saw you for the first time, I knew that I had to get to know you. Not because of your looks, but, because of how you project yourself. The way you project yourself is the same way I feel inside. Not to mention the way you treat me, how you always ignore me. I had to find out why you are like that. I've always admired you. I've always admired the way you could hold all your problems yet be able to scream or yell and sometimes fight, letting some of the anger out. Sometimes I wish I could be like you, strong and brave."
"Mimi, " I breathed "you don't know how much I wish just to be like you, cheerful, innocent, happy, I admire the way you always manage to be all of those things, and more, in tough situations."
I let go of her gloved hand and took off my gloves. I then took her gloved hands one by one and gently took them off. I took one of her bare hands and started to kiss its palm, gently. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. My lips slowly went from it's palm, up to her fingers and ending at her finger tips.
"Oh, Matt…" she whispered lovingly as she closed her eyes.
I then started kissing her wrist and slowly started to make my way up her arm. After I had finished, I took her other hand and started doing the same procedure as I had done with the opposite one. I felt Mimi take my hand and bring it to her lips, feeling every inch of it before kissing it. It sent shivers down my spine, but at the same time, warmth. She then kissed my wrist and started to make her way up my arm just like I had done to her.
"Mimi…" I breathed as she finished and started to kiss the finger tips of my other bare hand and began the same procedure she had done with the opposite.
After she finished, I opened my eyes and took her face in my hands. Her chocolate brown eyes locked with my dark blue ones, both of us looking at each other with love. I leaned in and kissed her softly on the cheek; she sighed lovingly. I then kissed her forehead, her other cheek, her nose, and finally, her lips with loving pleasure; Mimi replied the same way. Seconds went by and we both started to kiss each other passionately, not wanting to stop for air, neither of us. When we finally broke, I nuzzled my face in her neck "Mimi, Mimi, Mimi…" I moaned "I love you."
"I love you too, Yamato." She whispered as she rested her head on my shoulders as I wrapped my arms around her.
We stayed like that for a few minutes until I broke the embrace and said that we should both head back to camp.
I smiled as I kept looking at the pictures of Mimi and of Mimi and I. God, we were so happy back then. So many memories of us, smiling. She brought in me so much joy. She gave me a reason to live.
As I admired each picture, I remember when she told me that she was moving to America. How I had held her in my arms in the park as we both sobbed. We both suffered so much. After she had left, I went back into my depression, until I saw her again. We were both still a couple, which I was glad for.
I started to get to the recent pictures. I suddenly stopped dead in one of them. It was the last one. The last one, the last time, the evening that my happiness would stop existing.
Mimi was lying in my arms as I lay on the grass. We were both in the park; just the both of us, looking at the constellations that were that night in the beautiful dark blue sky.
Mimi sighed, "They are all so beautiful…"
"Not as beautiful as you, my love." I whispered into her ear.
We were silent for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company. Then looked at the moon. It was full and beautiful. Outstanding everything else. I smiled and said, "Look at the moon, Mimi." She turned her gaze to it and I tightened my arms around her. "Someday, I'll be up there." I sighed happily "And when I'm up there, I'll bring you back the most beautiful moon rock."
"Matt," she said, as she looked at me "you don't have to do that."
"I know." I said as I looked into her eyes. "But I want to."
"Oh, Matt." Mimi said as she caressed my cheek, lovingly.
"You're everything to me, Mimi. I love you, and I want to give you the most beautiful things in the world."
"I love you too, Matt." She whispered as she kissed my lips softly. We broke a few seconds later "The most beautiful I could ever have in this world is you. I don't need anything else," She caressed my cheek, again. "my space boy."
I giggled softly "I love it when you call me that, my angelic princess." I then kissed her, lovingly, as I held her porcelain face.
Tears welled up in my eyes. I hugged the picture and looked up at the ceiling. "Mimi," I whispered, "I love you." as I sobbed.
"Good morning, Matt."
I turned around to see Her. Her. Mimi Tachikawa. I looked at her closely and examined every feature. Everything was perfect, except for her face. Her face, pink. Her eyes, red and puffy with dark circles underneath them.
"Oh, hey, Mimi." I said.
"Um," she whispered as she bit her bottom lip for a second and looked down "I-I-I came to give you this." She said as she handed me a trash bag.
She paused for a moment and looked up at me "It's all of the stuff that you gave me. I thought you might want it back. All of your clothes are in there washed and neatly pressed just like everything else." She then looked down again and whimpered "So…you don't have to worry about them having any of my germs."
I could hear her heartbeat, feel the pain in it, feel the lump in her throat, feel everything that she was feeling…it tore me apart. Not only could I feel her suffering, but I could feel mine as well.
I turned around and put the bag next to my shoes. I then turned around to face her. Her bottom lip quivering, her mouth opened. "I'll give you all of your stuff tomorrow."
I started to walk away when I felt her grab my arm. I turned and looked at her "I'm sorry," she said "for slapping you, Saturday." She reached to touch my cheek, but I turned my face away; allowing her not to do so.
"Mimi, please." I said "You're going to make a scene."
I climbed the stairs slowly until I reached the floor where my homeroom was. I went into 8-B and closed the door slowly behind me. There where a few students in groups talking and some individual students studying. I slowly made my way down the row of desks that where next to the window. I sat on the middle desk and sighed. I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair. "God, how much longer?" I whispered as I covered my face with my hands. I stayed in that position until our homeroom teacher arrived. Thankfully, nobody bothered me.
I felt a soft breeze passed by me. I closed my eyes as it sent chills down my spine. I was sitting on the sift grass under the shade of a tree at school, in a part where no one but Mimi and I knew about. My back rested against the trunk, as well as the back of my head; my eyes closed. My arms resting on my sides. It was lunch time, but I wasn't hungry. All I could think about was Mimi, Mimi. I tried to relax, to get her out of my mind. But the more I tried, the harder it got. I took a deep breath and let it out, opening my eyes. As I did so, I felt someone approach me. I turned to my left to see whom it was. It was Her.
She walked towards me like a model, a beautiful model. I had told her that she could take modeling if she wanted to. She told me that the only person she would model to was me, only me. She continued walking as the hot sun rays of the mid-noon touched her gently, making her look like a goddess.
She then stopped, I looked at her from top to bottom. Even though she didn't have a school uniform, the red, blue and white star tight shirt that she always wore and her white skirt and boots was perfect for her. It made her stand out and it made her someone special. But, then again, she is special no matter what.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Matt." She said as she looked down at me, her chestnut hair falling to the sides of her porcelain face.
'You're never a bother to me, Mimi.' I thought lovingly. God, I wanted to pull her into my lap and kiss her face, nuzzle her neck and kiss it while I whispered her name with love over and over.
"But, I was wondering, can I have lunch with you? You see, I didn't bring any since you're the one who always brings lunch. What I mean is, that, since I'm so used to that custom, I forget that you and I…b-b-broke u-up."
"No, Mimi." I said coldly.
All hope that she had in her eyes, vanished. "Well, thanks anyway." She said and walked away.
I watched her leave until she was out of sight. I sighed and looked at my watch. I only had 20 minutes to eat before going back to class. I opened the lunch bag that was beside me and looked at the meal that I had made, and I noticed; I had made lunch for the both of us as usual, automatically.
I walked over to the desk of my homeroom teacher and asked him if I could go to the restroom. He said yes and I walked out of the room and down the hall. As I walked, I passed the infirmary and saw a glimpse of Mimi lying on the bed and Sora talking to the nurse telling her what was wrong. I pressed myself against the wall so that nobody could see me, to hear the conversation.
"…she was writing a math problem on the board when she fainted." I heard Sora say.
"Do you know if she suffers from any medical condition?" the nurse asked her.
"No, I don't know. I don't think she does."
At that moment I heard Mimi moan.
"Mimi, are you ok?! How do you feel?!" Sora asked her frantically.
"Uh, what happened? Sora what's going on?"
"You fainted."
"Do you suffer from any medical condition? The nurse asked Mimi.
"No, I don't"
A few minutes passed by. Then, "You're perfectly fine. It seems to me that what happened to you was because of stress. You look very tired. Did you eat anything today?"
"I did eat breakfast, but, I didn't eat any lunch."
"Why not?"
"Because, I didn't bring any."
"Why didn't you come to me, Mimi? I've could've shared with you." I heard Sora say.
"You and Tai where eating lunch together. I didn't want to be a bother of the both of you."
"Mimi, you're no bother. And, now that I think about it, don't you and Matt always eat lunch together? Besides, he's the one that always brings the lunch."
"I didn't feel like eating with him today." I heard Mimi tell Sora. We both knew it was a lie. She wanted to eat lunch with me.
"Oh, I see."
"Miss. Tachikawa, I think it's best that you go home." Said the nurse "Here's a medical notice."
"Alright. Thank you." Said Mimi
I heard their footsteps come closer. I turned to walk back to the classroom, but it was too late.
"Hey, Matt." Said Sora.
"Oh, hey, Sora." I said as I turned around to face her and Mimi. I took a good look at Mimi whom was leaning on Sora for support. Her face was white as a sheet of paper. She was looking at the floor.
"What are you doing here?" she asked me.
" I had to go to the bathroom and now I'm on my way back to the classroom." I explained.
We both looked at Mimi as she moaned.
"Matt, could you take Mimi home? She doesn't feel very well."
"Why I should I take her home? Why don't you do it?"
"Matt, you're her boyfriend, it's only right."
"Sora, please…" Mimi whispered, but Sora didn't hear her.
"I'm sorry, Sora. But, I'm not going to take her home."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to, ok?!" I yelled and walked away.
I opened the door to my room and sighed as I closed it. I put my school jacket on my desk chair and my school briefcase on my desk. I sat on my bed with the trash bag that Mimi had given me. I opened it and took out all of the contents. I took the school jacket I had given Mimi last Friday. I smelled it, trying to find her scent. There wasn't any. Then I remembered her words, "All of your clothes are in there washed and neatly pressed, just like everything else. So… you don't have to worry about them having any of my germs."
"No…" I said as I kept sniffing trying to find her scent. "No. No. No. No. No!"
I kept taking other clothing, but I couldn't find her scent. I got up and walked over to my closet, desperately. I opened it and took out a box. I sat on my bed and opened the box. I took out a pink sweater of hers gently as if it would break any second. I brought it to my face and smelled it.
'Yes…' I thought as I caressed the sweater with my face. It felt like her, it had her scent.
"Mimi, oh, Mimi…" I kept repeating over and over as I buried my face in the sweater and kept smelling her scent. When I was satisfied and more calmed, I took out all of the other stuff that was in the box. I had gotten everything out, until I reached a tin box. I took it out and looked at it closely. It had a daisy painted on it and underneath it had her name, Mimi. I opened it and saw a column of pictures. I smiled. I remembered that before she had moved to America, we had split the quantity of the pictures. We had taken a lot of pictures ever since we had gotten back from the Digital World. The Digital World. That's where Us began. I remember it as if it where yesterday. Yesterday, the day of our first kiss, of our confession to each other.
I was sitting on the grass, my back resting on a tree trunk. My head was tilted upwards, my eyes closed as I enjoyed the peaceful night. I felt soft footsteps come closer to me. I opened my eyes and saw Mimi walk towards me.
"Um, Matt." She said nervously.
"Yea, Mimi?" I said lovingly as I looked at every feature closely.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but, I just wanted to thank you for standing up for me."
"Mimi," I said as I took her hand and made her sit down "you're not a bother, not to me." She looked at me lovingly and I continued "I stood up for you because you have a right to mourn over the loss of a loved one. I think what you did was beautiful. Making those tombstones for those who helped us was…I can't find the right word, but, I know that you know what I feel in your heart."
Tears welled up in her sweet, beautiful, chocolate eyes. Mimi," I said as I brushed her tears with my thumbs which were covered with my gloves. "do you also want to know why I did what I did?"
She swallowed the lump that was holding her back.
"I also did it because I love you, Mimi Tachikawa. I love you with all my heart."
Tears fell freely from her eyes. "Oh, Matt…" she whispered.
"At first I thought it was just a crush, but, as time passed by, I grew of you. And before I knew it, I had fallen in love. I understand if you don't feel the same way towards me." I said and took her gloved hand "But, I just want you to know, that you have someone who will always be there for you, who will always care." I caressed her tear stained cheek with me free hand "I will always love you, Mimi Tachikawa, always…there's nobody else that can capture and keep my heart forever. Thanks to you, I finally know what true love is, what it feels like. I never believed in those things until I saw you for the first time, there was something about you that intrigued me, Mimi Tachikawa."
I let go of her cheek and let my gloved hand fall to my side. I was about to let go of her gloved hand when she put her free hand on top of mine.
"I love you too, Yamato Ishida." She whispered as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "You always intrigued me. When I saw you for the first time, I knew that I had to get to know you. Not because of your looks, but, because of how you project yourself. The way you project yourself is the same way I feel inside. Not to mention the way you treat me, how you always ignore me. I had to find out why you are like that. I've always admired you. I've always admired the way you could hold all your problems yet be able to scream or yell and sometimes fight, letting some of the anger out. Sometimes I wish I could be like you, strong and brave."
"Mimi, " I breathed "you don't know how much I wish just to be like you, cheerful, innocent, happy, I admire the way you always manage to be all of those things, and more, in tough situations."
I let go of her gloved hand and took off my gloves. I then took her gloved hands one by one and gently took them off. I took one of her bare hands and started to kiss its palm, gently. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. My lips slowly went from it's palm, up to her fingers and ending at her finger tips.
"Oh, Matt…" she whispered lovingly as she closed her eyes.
I then started kissing her wrist and slowly started to make my way up her arm. After I had finished, I took her other hand and started doing the same procedure as I had done with the opposite one. I felt Mimi take my hand and bring it to her lips, feeling every inch of it before kissing it. It sent shivers down my spine, but at the same time, warmth. She then kissed my wrist and started to make her way up my arm just like I had done to her.
"Mimi…" I breathed as she finished and started to kiss the finger tips of my other bare hand and began the same procedure she had done with the opposite.
After she finished, I opened my eyes and took her face in my hands. Her chocolate brown eyes locked with my dark blue ones, both of us looking at each other with love. I leaned in and kissed her softly on the cheek; she sighed lovingly. I then kissed her forehead, her other cheek, her nose, and finally, her lips with loving pleasure; Mimi replied the same way. Seconds went by and we both started to kiss each other passionately, not wanting to stop for air, neither of us. When we finally broke, I nuzzled my face in her neck "Mimi, Mimi, Mimi…" I moaned "I love you."
"I love you too, Yamato." She whispered as she rested her head on my shoulders as I wrapped my arms around her.
We stayed like that for a few minutes until I broke the embrace and said that we should both head back to camp.
I smiled as I kept looking at the pictures of Mimi and of Mimi and I. God, we were so happy back then. So many memories of us, smiling. She brought in me so much joy. She gave me a reason to live.
As I admired each picture, I remember when she told me that she was moving to America. How I had held her in my arms in the park as we both sobbed. We both suffered so much. After she had left, I went back into my depression, until I saw her again. We were both still a couple, which I was glad for.
I started to get to the recent pictures. I suddenly stopped dead in one of them. It was the last one. The last one, the last time, the evening that my happiness would stop existing.
Mimi was lying in my arms as I lay on the grass. We were both in the park; just the both of us, looking at the constellations that were that night in the beautiful dark blue sky.
Mimi sighed, "They are all so beautiful…"
"Not as beautiful as you, my love." I whispered into her ear.
We were silent for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company. Then looked at the moon. It was full and beautiful. Outstanding everything else. I smiled and said, "Look at the moon, Mimi." She turned her gaze to it and I tightened my arms around her. "Someday, I'll be up there." I sighed happily "And when I'm up there, I'll bring you back the most beautiful moon rock."
"Matt," she said, as she looked at me "you don't have to do that."
"I know." I said as I looked into her eyes. "But I want to."
"Oh, Matt." Mimi said as she caressed my cheek, lovingly.
"You're everything to me, Mimi. I love you, and I want to give you the most beautiful things in the world."
"I love you too, Matt." She whispered as she kissed my lips softly. We broke a few seconds later "The most beautiful I could ever have in this world is you. I don't need anything else," She caressed my cheek, again. "my space boy."
I giggled softly "I love it when you call me that, my angelic princess." I then kissed her, lovingly, as I held her porcelain face.
Tears welled up in my eyes. I hugged the picture and looked up at the ceiling. "Mimi," I whispered, "I love you." as I sobbed.