I was hoping that I would wake up to your brown, hazelnut eyes but instead,
I woke up and saw a pair of light blue eyes staring at me with so much delight.
I was hoping for you to come out of the airport gate in Reagan with your stripped green and white shirt but instead,
A tall, pale- skinned man in his army uniform approached me with a kiss.
I was hoping to hear you say, “Ti voglio bene piccola,” but instead,
I heard “I love you adorable” from the corner of my eyes.
I was hoping that I’d get a morning text from you in Italian but instead,
He texted me, “Good morning. Have a great day!”
I was hoping to see your eyes beam pleasantly through those glasses on my passenger’s seat but instead,
I saw him laughing and content being with me.
I was hoping to get the kiss you gave me on my forehead every time I leave you on a breezy summer night but instead,
I was bid goodbye with a kiss and a warm, intimate hug on a chilly, windy winter night.
I was hoping to hear you talk with your friends and family over the phone in Italian but instead,
Now I hear Russian mumbling over the phone.
I was truly hoping that you would emerge through those airport gates, only to find out that,
I was only dreaming…
…and all along, I was walking hand in hand with a soldier right next to me.
I still love you…