"Hey Love, I'm sorry I know it's really late but we need to talk." My breathe caught up in my throat at those four words.
"Go on." I told,quivering at how shaky I sound.
"I'm coming home this week!"
Excitement rushed through me,"Really?"
"Really! I will be back by this Friday!"
We talked for hours, the sun began to peak out on the horizon.
"Hey Love, I will talk with you tonight, okay?" They ask.
"Yeah that's fine." I take a breath, preparing myself to say goodbye.
"I love you."
The words echo in their voice, which make them better.
Love,
C.J