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I closed my eyes as the harsh wind hit my face. It wasn’t that I minded it, not at all. It carried with it a nice feeling of being home. Not that I was quite there yet, but I would be soon, I just knew it, the wind was telling me so. There wasn’t a wind quite like this anywhere else in the world. Or so I told myself. Maybe I was fooling myself, and I could go twenty other places to experience the same, but I somehow didn’t think that it really wouldn’t be different in any way. This was my wind. The one I had spent so much time with and gotten used to. The one that had unexpectedly appeared so many times that I almost couldn’t be surprised anymore. It just couldn’t be the same as the others.

Slowly, I opened my eyes again and continued walking. I could feel myself smiling as I saw the house I had been walking towards appear on the horizon. It somehow looked the same. Even after all this time. Perhaps I shouldn’t have expected anything different. I knew how she was with these things. Though somehow that just made it even more wonderful to finally be here.

Maybe it would be okay that I had been away for longer than any of us would have liked. It wasn’t something that either of us had wanted, but sometimes it could be too difficult to fight what you knew you had to do. She understood that. I knew she did. She had always been understanding. I almost wanted to run the last part of the way towards our home, but I didn’t want to look foolish, and so I decided to simply walk a little faster instead. Hopefully she would be home. I hadn’t been able to bring a key with me when I had left, and even if I had, I doubted that it would have made it all the way back here with me. Such things were too easy to lose, and too difficult to find again once you did.

The thought reminded me of how truly little I knew about what had happened to her since the last time we had seen each other. Somehow, while I had been away, I had always imagined that everything would be the same as I had left them, just like the house seemed to be, but I was painfully aware that I couldn’t know that it would be that way. Truth be told, I didn’t even know if she would still be living here. I hoped so. I couldn’t imagine this place existing without her, it just seemed wrong. It wasn’t something that was ever supposed to happen, and I didn’t know what I was to do if it had.

I took the last steps towards our home, and sent a brief look towards the dark blue sky, before I knocked on the door, waiting for it to open, and desperately hoping that she would be the one to open it.