Page 15 of Jamaican Me Crazy Mon (The Vagabond #10)
Goodbye
A s my sabbatical in Jamaica comes to an end, a mixture of emotions washes over me.
Excitement for the adventures that await me back home mingles with a tinge of sadness for leaving behind the place where our love blossomed.
Llanzo and I have spent incredible moments together, creating memories that will forever hold a special place in my heart.
We find ourselves sitting on a secluded beach, the waves gently lapping at the shore.
The sun begins its descent, casting a warm golden glow across the horizon.
I feel a knot tightening in my chest, knowing that soon I’ll have to board the plane and leave this paradise behind.
Tears threaten to spill from my eyes, but I try to hold them back, not wanting to spoil our final moments together.
Llanzo senses my inner turmoil, his hand reaching out to gently grasp mine.
His touch brings me comfort, and I turn to look into his eyes, searching for solace.
“Keisha,” he says softly, his voice filled with tenderness, “I want you to know how much these past weeks have meant to me. Being with you has been a gift, and I cherish every moment we’ve shared. ”
A single tear escapes my eye, and Llanzo wipes it away with his thumb.
I take a deep breath, trying to steady my trembling voice.
“Llanzo, I can’t deny the impact you’ve had on my life.
This sabbatical was meant to be a break, a time for me to relax and recharge.
But it became so much more. You became so much more. ”
He pulls me closer, wrapping his arms around me in a comforting embrace. “Keisha, I can’t imagine my life without you. From the moment we met, I felt a connection unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. You’ve awakened something in me, something I thought was lost forever.”
I lean into his embrace, feeling the strength of his love enveloping me. “But Llanzo, we both know that I have to go back home. My work, my responsibilities, they’re waiting for me.
He looks into my eyes, his gaze filled with determination. “Keisha, distance may separate us physically, but it won’t diminish the love we share. We can make this work, Keisha. We can navigate the challenges that come our way. I’m willing to do whatever it takes.”
Tears stream down my face now, a mix of sadness and overwhelming love. “Llanzo, I want to believe in us. I want to believe that our love can withstand the test of time and distance. But it won’t be easy. There will be moments of longing, of missing each other fiercely.”
He brushes a strand of hair away from my face, his touch gentle and reassuring.
“I know it won’t be easy, Keisha. But our love is worth fighting for.
We can use technology to bridge the gap between us, to stay connected despite the miles.
We can make plans to visit each other, to create new memories in different places.
And in the end, when we’re finally together again, it will be all the more sweeter. ”
I take a deep breath, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and hope. “Llanzo, I love you. I love you with every fiber of my being. And I’m willing to take this leap of faith, to see where our love takes us.”
He smiles, his eyes shining with love and determination.
“Keisha, I love you too, more than words can express. And I promise you, no matter the distance, no matter the obstacles, I will always be here for you. We’ll face this journey together, hand in hand.”
We hold each other tightly, our hearts beating as one. In that moment, I feel a sense of peace and certainty wash over me. Despite the challenges ahead, I know that our love is resilient and that we have the strength to overcome any obstacle.
As the sun sets on our time in Jamaica, we make a promise to each other.
We vow to communicate every day, to share our joys and sorrows, to support and uplift one another from afar.
We make plans for future visits, for exploring new destinations together, and for creating new memories that will add to the tapestry of our love story.
The sound of the crashing waves serves as a backdrop to our conversation, a reminder of the vastness of the world and the infinite possibilities that lie ahead. We speak of dreams and aspirations, of building a future together, and the excitement in Llanzo’s eyes mirrors my own.
As the night deepens, we sit on the beach, gazing at the starry sky above. Hand in hand, we make promises to each other, promises of trust, loyalty, and unwavering love. Our souls are intertwined, and no matter the distance, we know that our hearts will always be connected.
With a sense of bittersweetness, we rise from the sand and begin our walk back to the resort. The moon casts a soft glow, illuminating our path and guiding us forward. It is a symbol of hope, reminding us that love knows no boundaries, that it can transcend time and space.
At the door of my room, we linger for a moment, reluctant to say goodbye. Llanzo brushes a gentle kiss on my forehead, his touch imbued with tenderness and longing. “Until we meet again, my love,” he whispers, his voice filled with both sadness and hope.
I smile through tears, feeling the depth of his words. “Until then, my heart belongs to you, Llanzo. No matter where we are, know that you are always with me.”
With one last lingering look, we part ways, carrying the essence of our love with us. As I lay in bed that night, thoughts of Llanzo fill my mind. I am filled with gratitude for the time we shared, the love we discovered, and the promise of a future together.
And as I drift off to sleep, I hold onto the belief that love knows no boundaries, and that no matter the distance, our hearts will always find their way back to each other.