I hurried frantically to the next bus with my heavy backpack, books at one of my arms, and I may have even forgotten to tie one of my shoe laces. I just got out of a college class, ran as fast as I could because I knew she will be waiting for me. It was a cold day with snow dropping heavily at the top of my hat. I got in just in time and 10 minutes later I was in the subway platform waiting for the L train. I looked around searching for her and there she was with her white cap, brown jacket, and a bag on her shoulders. She has her hands inside her pockets and I knew she forgot her gloves again. I waved at her. She smiled and wave back.
We meet at this platform usually so I can take her home. I didn’t have a car or much money back then and she didn’t have much either.
I missed her and hugged her tightly. She put her arms inside my jacket and wrapped it around my body. But her hands were freezing and she would always lift up my sweater and put it inside. I would feel her freezing hands move around my back, trying to soak in every inch of body heat I can offer. As she gets comfortable, she would bury her head and ears on my chest. She would always say the same words…
“You are mine”, she said.
I replied, “…..”
“You are not going to say anything?”, she asked as she buries her head to my body more.
I looked at her and said, “Nope, not going to argue with you. You can have me any time you want”.