Today marks the 5th anniversary of our meeting. Separated by the Indian Ocean & a few other seas, we will not be able to celebrate it together so I'll just pretend that you are here and bring you out on a date. For a few hours I'll try to forget about this virtual connection that sucks and the time difference that hinders our conversations. To be honest, I've tried to pull myself together and not feel too miserable since your departure but the truth is I miss you...a fuckin' damn lot. I console myself in the thought that being apart does enhance a sense of belonging to someone.
But no whining here, specially not today. Today, we celebrate 5 years of me pinching your sexy ass and teasing you. The sun is finally back after all the grey that poured through the window the whole of this week.
I wonder where I will bring you though? Shall we go for Long Island Ice Tea?😁 or take a walk round Trou-aux-Cerfs in the chill of the evening? or even better, go watch Top Gun Maverick just so to check whether Tom Cruise is aging well and confirm that he can still pull a trick or two.
I'll shave, dress up nice and even put some cologne for the occasion. I'll buy 2 tickets, one for you and one for me and we'll eat popcorn because there's no place you like eating popcorn more than at the movies. As I drive you back home after the movie, we'll pick Berlin's 'Take my breath away' from the playlist and jam to the creole version of it: to pren mo respiration twalé é é é é é é é é é é é é é é é é to pren mo respiration twalé é é é é é é é é é é é é é é é é
In, my love?
