AkM was finally here, even if it was only for a little less than 24 hours. Those hours passed quickly, yet they were filled with their own kind of adventure. Nothing was perfectly planned, and maybe that is what made the day feel so real.
She pushed herself to stay awake with coffee and ended up in real pain, just to stretch the time we had together a little longer. Seeing her made me happy in the simplest way. Just being around her was enough.
A side hug, a leg hug, the closest I could be to her, knowing time was already working against us. I do not know when we will meet again, but I find myself hoping and praying that it happens soon.
I missed taking her to her favourite bakery. I missed getting her misti doi. I missed doing the little things I had imagined for her. For now, this is how I manage, by accepting what is possible, holding on to what we get, and keeping the hope of meeting again alive.
Some moments are short, but they stay with you far longer than you expect.