I made my way into the airport and began searching...
For HIM.
I wandered to the luggage pick up.
There he was.
I saw his tall, thin figure, and his long, dark hair.
And I felt a smile spread across my face.
I began running towards him,
I didn't care if people were staring.
I was used to it.
I was the girl wearing black
With piercings and tattoos.
I kept running,
He looked up and saw me,
He outstretched his arms
And when I got to him,
We hugged for what seemed like hours.
The tears streamed down my face,
Smearing my mascara.
He wiped my tears away, and I smiled.
I reached up and stood on my tiptoes
To wipe HIS tears away.
I used one hand to intertwine my fingers in his hair,
And the other to wrap around his neck.
He put his hands on my waist and lifted me up.
We kissed a long, meaningful kiss.
I'd never felt so happy, so safe, so loved
In his arms.
