She woke up, looked at the mirroer and stared at her morning face, quickly moving to the bathroom to wash up and feel herself once again. She grabbed her phone, and her fingers already knew what to do - in seconds there was a "Good day!" on the screen sent to him.
How long they've known each other by then..? She still remembers the first day they've met. Back then, she was a lonely girl locked up in future memories, trying to find someone, a forgotten person so dear to her. She looked for this special person in so many places - school, work, the movies, at the park, at a trip, in a new friend, anywhere, anytime, she waited and waited to meet this person. Then after a boring day at university, she decided to reactivate her account on a penpal website, scrolling over the profiles, hopefully hopeless, when she stopped. She went over his profile information - "I am one of those people who never seem to grow up, and can have fun playing lego with my brothers". Cute. Sounds like a good person to talk to..
"What a rude man! It's unbelievable how I cannot possibly dislike him after all I've heard. I am clearly the most stupid person alive on the planet." Still, on the next day, they were talking again, and on the next, the next, the next, and the days kept going, the weeks, the months, and when she lost track of time, three years had gone, all of them spent in the world they created together.
"Hey, there!" He replied. "Is everything okay, miss?".
"Yeah.. More or less.. Just a bit worried about those medical exams. It's been two years I've been doing those. TWO years. But the doctors still don't know what's wrong with me. They suspect I may have suffer from a disease that first has no known cause and second has no known cure, but apparently it can be kept under control, which makes my life more expensive to say the least. I'm a bum, I can't pay for medicine and supplements having a simple job. "
"Huh... And what exactly happens again..?"
"That's the reason women speak more than men.. We have to repeat ourselves all the time..!"
"Riiiight..."
"And it causes me to have diarrhea with blood... It doesn't kill, but.. "
"Those doctors in your country are very stupid. You need a proper doctor to DIAGNOSE you and HEAL you. Your country stinks."
"Alright! Enough of this! What's happenning there??"
(A few minutes later)
"My brothers are yelling at me for farting too much. They say I smell like crap and chips! HAHA!"
"And you're finding all this very amusing, aren't you..?"
"VERY!"
"You're gross. I feel sory for your brothers." - she typed, chuckling.
"Now one of them is sniffing the air all the time to check if I farted again."
"Stop doing it!"
"But it's fun!"
"Alright, you have fun torturing your poor brothers - I'm off to clean the house!"
"Have fun too, woman!" - he typed and sent her a wink.
(One hour later)
"And it's time to go to the military.. It never gets easy to leave this house.."
......
(On the next day)
"Hey, there.. I did something for you. It's a digital drawing.. You know I'm not an expert, but.. Well.. I did my best...I hope you like this.."
(Black and white picture on the screen: a young man and woman lying on the grass, listening to music together.)
(Some hours later..)
"Hey, hey. Thank you, miss. We've met 1095 days ago on this very day.. So.. Happy anniversary! I've got orders now, have to go! See you when I see you!"
"Thank you for existing.."
END.
Love is when you cherish each moment spent by someone's side and the only true thing you're thankful for is his/her existence.
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