Ryan sighed as he lay back in the hospital bed. The staff hadn't thought his entire 'Gone Fishing' joke had been very funny at all, but at least he came back, right? He hadn't wanted to, but he figured they'd let him out soon anyway. And they did. That morning, the doctor came in and told him that he was looking better, wasn't dehydrated, and he'd be released. They gave him a full five pages of instructions, then let him go. He caught a cab back to the apartment he shared with Flick, threw his stuff on the floor and fell back against his bed, thinking. He abandoned that a moment later to go turn on his computer, and add an entry to his journal.
I don't think I've ever felt like this before. Scratch that. I *know* I've never felt like this before. Jay.. last night, with Jay.. nothing has ever been like that. That was the moment that I hear romantics talk about all the time. Laying there with him, on the beach under the stars.. I realized, moments like those are why we put up with all the bad shit that happens. Moments like those make our lives worth living, you know? He helped me escape from the hospital - just for the night! - and then we went to camp out on the beach. It was nice, we went skinnydipping for a bit and played a quick round of truth or dare, then we just lay down. He kissed me and it was perfect and he asked me if I'd let him make me happy. He asked me if I wanted to be with him, and then acted as though he was the lucky one. There's no way that he's the lucky one here. I belong to him, fully and completely, and I'm so, so lucky that I have him. I don't know if anyone's ever been luckier than I am right now. If this moment could last forever.. I wouldn't need anything else.
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