Chapter 10: Tonight Is The Night
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I get up to go to bed, to make this day end, but I can�t seem to bring myself to walk to my bedroom. Instead, I walk over to my stereo, and turn it on. I settle back into the couch, and close my eyes as the haunting melody of Richard Marx�s �Right Here Waiting� begins to float through the air.
Oceans apart day after day
and I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the line
But it doesn�t stop the pain.
All I can think is how unbelievably true this song is. This guy must have had to go through a separation with the one he loved, because there is no way that he would be able to write lyrics like these if he didn�t. I breathe deeply, and allow the lyrics to consume my body.
If I see you next to never
How can we say forever
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
I only hope that Max knows that I�m here waiting for her.
I took for granted, all the times
That I thought would last somehow
I hear the laughter, I taste the tears
But I can�t get near you now
Oh, can�t you see it baby
You�ve got me goin� crazy
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
The song ends, and my stereo turns off. It�s so apropos that that song is at the end of the cd. I begin to rise off the couch to go to bed when I hear a knocking at my door. Figuring that it probably is another one of my neighbors complaining about the music, I decided to just ignore them. Then on second thought, they know I�m home, so I can�t really ignore them without being rude. I tiredly walk towards the door, and open it up. My heart literally stops and my legs feel as though they will quickly fail me. There she is. There�s my love, and she�s standing right in front of me. I look into her eyes, and they look so different. She�s not the girl that I have been building up in my mind. She is someone different. We regard each other for what seems like an eternity. I begin to think that my last letter was a mistake. I should never have asked what I did. She�s different now. I look deep into her soul, and that�s when it happened.
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