The hours pass like days. It seems so faraway.
My entire life spent waiting.
Anything, any word, any picture, any sound, any news of you - something to keep me holding on until the day finally comes.
The day when I can hold you in my arms.
Will I tremble?
Will I cry?
Perhaps laugh?
I'll laugh along with you, I can tell you that.
When the day finally comes.
I don't know how much longer I can wait.
Knowing you're just around the corner.
I curse the days keeping us apart.
I try to find something to tide me over.
It won't help.
I fall asleep and I dream of you. Night after Night.
Waiting.
Breathing.
Wanting.
The frustration builds up inside me, and other people suffer. I shout, I rant.
All because the days missing you torture me.
Then the day finally comes.
Sleep escapes me.
Joy creeps into my mind, remembering that we will be together at last.
The days become hours, hours minutes.
Finally - we are together.
I look down into my hands.
I tear comes to my eye.
Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban on DVD.
Finally, you are mine.