Mom: Love you, more!

I turn on my lamp on and shine it at my bare wall. I'm ready to hang up the main decor for my side of my room.

It's a 14 foot by 10 foot poster of the ocean. Brooklyn's dad was laying on the sand when he took the photo that we had blown up and mounted. There's a heart drawn in the sand in front of him, which I never noticed in the small photo he showed me. Written in it is B + K.

I start to get tears in my eyes, but I keep working on getting it hung up anyways. I turn the main light on and appraise it. My roommate moans and pulls the covers over her head.

It looks fantastic. It's the ocean right out in front of my house, and there's a big wave coming into shore and way out in the distance is me and Brooklyn, the wave just starting to curl over us.

I sit on my bed and stare at it. Feel homesick. Decide to make my bed. I have my poster hung, my bed made, and am about to start unpacking clothes, and possibly call Brooklyn.

My phone vibrates.

I have a text message from someone called, The love of my life