99 Days

99 days.

They say it takes 21 days to develop a habit, or get rid of an old one. So, really, by now- 99 days- I should be over you, right? But guess what? 99 days later and I'm still remembering how you left that cold morning- Army green and frost on the window panes, hardly a hug and a kiss from you, and then you were on the plane back, like you were glad to go. I wish I could know what you were, are, thinking. Should I keep missing you? Or do I forget? But how could I?
  Sometimes I wonder what it's like over there, or what it feels like to pull the trigger and feel the kickback of the gun. Sometimes you would start tell me about it, but then stop- plagued by the memories of what you saw. I always hated that you could never talk about it, you could never make me understand, I never would be able to. And that caused the greatest distance between us, and it couldn't be a larger space to travel across.
  That's why I cried at night. It wasn't that I was crying about things I thought I knew about what you saw, it was that I could never know, it was that we were once so similar, and now so different.
  I always hope, maybe one tour, always the next tour, you'll come back normal- not affected. Just the same way you were before all this soldier stuff. It'd be like high school again- wishes and dreams, with no action on them, just words. I know it could never be like that, but I keep thinking it, so I'll keep waiting.

99.
100.
101 days.

Author's Note

Not much to say but what do y'all think? Dance has ended for about a month, so hopefully y'all will see a little bit more of me!

p.s. only one more month until summer :)))))))

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

The love's alike winds - it comes & goes but when it goes, it seemed not to be come though the realism of life says, it comes, no matter what eyes believe in. Means, it's hard to change life as long as the heart's stuck in someone's memories. Not a bad shot. You simply render your emotions to this page. Nicely pen'd up!

[K.]

You keep reviewing some of my favorite writes, I love it! It's also amazing how even your reviews seem like poetry! Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts once again!

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem had a realness of life in the story. I never wanted my wife to come to my deployments. If I was killed. I didn't want the last memory was a bus or truck taking me to dangerous places. A powerful short story. I like the use of the days. Thank you for sharing the excellent story.
Coyote

[K.]

Thank you, Coyote. I'm proud that I could portray a made up event so real. And that you very much for sharing, maybe another inspiration for a next story, if you don't mind, it's very powerful. Thank you for reading and reviewing!

[Craig2591]

I like it. Very poignant. I especially like the ending the way you keep counting.

[K.]

Thank you for reading and reviewing as always!