The Storm

Jai rubbed up against my knee, and allowed me to pick him up. He's a good familiar. He expresses the emotions I hold back. Like right now. When I want to be held. I'm on the phone with my best friend, and we were falling apart. We'd been in love for years. We were just beating a dead horse trying to fall back in. We didn't want to give up. But what other choice did we have? So Jai and I are clinging to love and compassion, hoping it doesn't disappear. In a few days this storm will pass over. The beau and I will be inseperable again. Just like always. This rift is just like all the ones before. We will overcome. Just like always. "I love you." I hadn't expected him to say it, but he did. "I know, I love you too baby." I heard the smile in his voice "To the moon and back baby." Jai happily started swatting my hair. Maybe I should cut it, my hair. "And back." All's well. For now. That's good enough for me. The storm is gone. Everything is falling back into place.