I feel a nervous twist in my stomach when I look myself in the bathroom mirror. It had been so long since I last saw him. Above all else I was happy. I’ve missed him a lot and it’s always painful to be away from him, but all reunions also make me slightly anxious. What if my feelings had changed without me realising it? What if his feelings had changed? What if I mess something up? What if I’m too different in real life than in calls and messages? What if he actually doesn’t want to see me but couldn’t say no? It all bothers me a lot but most during those few moments before I meet him again.

As I head outside, I feel my heart start beating faster. I try to take deep breaths to calm myself. It’s not that serious. Nothing has changed since last time. Everything’s alright. I walk through the doors and for a few moments the daylight feels blinding. I blink and once my vision starts to clear up, I look around to see if I find him.

I notice him before he notices me. A smile immediately rises on my face as I see him for the first time in so, so long. I wave my hand to him as he notices me too and start walking towards him, trying not to run even though I really want to. I want to seem at least a little bit calm and collected despite all the emotions swirling inside me. He walks towards me and I can’t wait anymore.

I hurry the last few steps and throw myself in his arms. I put my arms around his neck as he wraps his arms around me and closes me into a warm hug. I press my face against his shoulder enjoying the warm and familiar touch, his scent and the feeling of his beating heart. He hugs me tightly and I press myself closer to him. All my worries melt away in his embrace. The world around us disappears. It’s just him and I.

Everything feels perfect in that moment.

“I missed you,” I whisper.