A Penny For My Thoughts

Already I'm So Lonesome, I Could Cry

By Paul Wein

It is approximately five minutes since Song Airlines Flight 2554 has been in the air - and as the song says - already I'm so lonesome I could cry.

I have taken many vacations in my life - especially in the last three years. From Colorado to Alaska to Chicago to Florida - I have traveled many places. In fact, I am even taking another trip to Ohio in just four days. But of all the vacations I have taken - this is by far my most personal and certainly my most romantic. Every time I went on vacation in the past, I went to see friends or family - this is the first time I went on vacation to specifically see someone I love. And if heading home from my other vacations was hard - you can only imagine how I feel now.

From the moment I met Mary, I knew that she was someone who would be great for me. From her spunk and adorable sarcasm to her zest and affection for a good time - she is a mirror of me in so many ways. For the last year, we have maintained a friendship while developing feelings for one another that only grew with time - each praying for the day when we could finally share our lives together. Then, as fate would have it - circumstances led us into the same tunnel of drama and negativity - and made each of us cry for a way out of our horrible "relationships" - for a chance with someone normal. Thank God that fate would find that "normal" person for us to be each other.

Since that wonderful day when we realized that we not only loved each other but were able to be together, I have seen her three times. Once when she came to my house, once in Chicago - and this weekend. Each time, saying goodbye killed me. Spending time with her is magic - having that magical time come to an end is anything but magic. And as I sit here now in seat 33D edging ever closer to JFK Airport, after spending four incredible days with her and sleeping next to her for four unforgettable nights - I wonder how I will be able to be without her again.

I remember the month that passed between Chicago and this weekend - and how hard it was to be without her. Sure we talked every day, but I cannot hug a phone, or kiss an e-mail. Sure there were nights when I had good times with my friends and nights when I went to sleep with a big smile on my face because Mary and I just had an awesome conversation - but no matter what - I went to bed alone. And if the last month was tough - how am I supposed to do it again?

The only solace to my recurring loneliness and the next month without her is that the next time I see her, there will be no more good-byes - because she is moving to New York in the middle of November for good. She loves New York - and me - so much, that she has decided to take the life she has built for herself in Florida and begin a new one with me. Now that I have seen her hometown and her life in Florida - I am even more in awe of her that she is willing to leave it all for me - because her town, her father and her friends are so cool that I didn't want to leave.

All love aside - for only just a moment - she did make this weekend pretty incredible for me. In just four days, she managed to cram two weeks worth of vacationing in that short time. From "sink or swim" night at the Orpheum, to a trip to the Salavdor Dali Museum, to a day at Islands of Adventure - to a watching the game at Amber and Christian's - she worked her sexy tail off to make my trip to Florida the vacation of a lifetime - and she succeeded. But if we never left her house at all - that would have been fine too - because holding her in my arms was the only thing I flew to Florida for.

And now, as my plane gets ready to begin the landing process, I once again have to spend a month without her touch, her laughter, her kiss, her smile - and her love. For another four weeks, I have to hear her tell me she loves me on the phone - and sleep in an empty bed. For another thirty days - I have to wait until I can hold her in my arms, or jokingly mush her head when she gets too sarcastic with me. But if a month means forever - then I will happily count the days - and very long and very lonely nights.

I miss you already Mary - see you soon - I love you.

"Last night, I waved good-bye - now it seems years.
I'm back in the City where nothing is clear.
But thoughts of me holding you, bringing us near...
And tell me:
When will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearning end?
And when can I hold you again?"
Barry Manilow - Weekend In New England