BY Michelle Early
London Love
“It’s just another sad love song rocking my brain like crazy, and I’m all torn up. Be fast or slow it doesn’t let go or shake me, and it’s all because of you...” I crooned from the driver’s seat of my car. “Janiah, if you sing that ol’ sad song one more time! Girl, I’m sick of it! I’m sorry that you and Trevor broke up, but this has got to stop!” my best friend, Renee shouted. “We didn’t break up, Nay…he’s just overseas right now… and I can’t talk to him. I miss him so much!” “Well if you haven’t broken up, then stop singing this depressing song! You know Toni ain’t make no happy music! Skip her, Mary, and Faith-- their songs will only have you deeper in your feelings. Put on some Biggie or Pac, something with a beat, to cheer your tail up!” Renee quipped with a smile. I shook my head and just laughed at my best friend. She always knew how to bring a smile to my face and lighten my mood. Trevor and I had been dating for almost six months before he got a job opportunity to go work in London for six months on his company’s expansion plan. It’s been one month since and we’ve barely spoken since he left. He said that he didn’t want to break up and would not date anyone else; but, with the lack of communication, I don’t know what’s going on with us. All I know is that I miss him and I’m beginning to question what our future holds; or if there is even a future. As we drove, my phone rang, and I saw that it was an unknown number. I usually don’t answer those, but something made me pick up anyway. “Janiah? Is that you?” I heard a voice ask. “Trevor!!!” I screamed. I almost swerved into another lane at just the sound of his voice on the other end of the phone. “Watch it, girl!” Renee yelled. “Yes, it’s me. I’m sorry that I haven’t been able to call more often, this month has been crazy. How are you?” “I’m better now. I’ve missed you!” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Renee shaking her head during my response. She always told me never to show too much emotion, but my heart’s honesty spoke before my mind’s rationale kicked in. “Niah, I can’t stay too long, but I have a question to ask: would you like to join me in London for a few weeks? I know it’s short notice, but I miss you, too, and I can make all the arrang-” When I arrived at London’s Heathrow Airport, I saw Trevor standing at baggage claim with a big sign and a bunch of yellow roses- my favorite. I dropped all that I had in my hands and excitedly ran towards him. It had only been six months, but they were six profound months. Trevor had been my prayer partner, biblical study buddy, and closest friend. Yes, Renee was my best friend, but we were at an impasse with our spiritual beliefs. Trevor challenged and grew my thoughts on God and His love for His children. We connected in every way that a man and woman could… without ever being physically intimate. Our spiritual connection was the glue that kept us together. But as I landed in his arms, I realized that I had missed his touch and his overall presence. My heart fluttered, and my knees got weak just from his embrace. After our long welcome hug and kiss, Trevor put me down and held my hands to pray.