Waiting for my Love

Anxiety started building up inside of me but I had no way to release it! He was coming home. Finally coming home from war! I took a deep breath and glanced around the suite. A small smile crept over my face and soon my eyes danced to the bed that I had just awoken on a few moments before. The dark, well-polished headboard didn't match the crisp white sheets with the neon red blanket, but for right now it didn't matter. Yesterday, though, I noticed it was as soft as down and as fluffy as a pillow but there was an odd smell that I couldn't quite place. Strawberry with lemon? Hmm, possibly. But now that I was walking around the room I notice that its all over the place and not just the bed. I walked over to the window and ran my hands against the smooth surface of the pink lace curtains that had been hung delicately on a silver rod. I threw open the curtains and allowed the light to shine through. I smiled as I walked over to the bed and ran my hand over the edge of it, loving the way my skin stood out from the paleness of the sheets and mattress. Soon after my attention was caught by a small tap on the door. I turned to face the blonde rectangle. Taking fast-paced steps I crept towards the door and turned the knob... Thank you, Lord!

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 29.04.2012

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