An Absolutely Super Sad, Depressing, and Tearful Farewell

The deep chill of the early morning wind ruffles my clothing on the dock. This cold feeling from the ocean only serves to make the darkness of my surroundings feel that much more lonesome.

The lights of the boat and the port are all that illuminate the dreary air, but theirs is not a warm and comforting light. Just like the glow of my phone, there is illumination, but nothing more.

A hand touches my shoulder, and I turn around, finding your eyes once more. They're as beautiful as ever. I will surely miss them until they are with me once again.

"Minato, my dearest. Embrace me before the sea steals you away once again! I cannot bear the thought of you gone for so long! It has only been a month! Can't you stay any longer?"

You smile at me like usual, but this time, I can also sense the faintness of melancholy beneath it. The realization is enough for me to nearly hop into your arms despite you ferrying some supplies onto that despicable vessel.

"Arashi, you're being dramatic again." You sigh and awkwardly pull me to your chest as best as you're able. "I know you're sad that I have to go again, but you know that I have to. Besides, this time it'll likely only be for three weeks or so—much shorter than it could usually be."

"Perhaps so, but your absence will feel like an eternity nonetheless! There will be no heat to fill the void in my heart, no passion to comfort me in my lowest of moments, and no vigorous lovemaking to fill me when I'm at my loneliest. Oh, how shall I ever cope with such a cruel fate?"

You sigh, and I feel your warm hands cupping my face. "Arashi, must we do this every single time? It's a bit embarrassing. You know, we don't have to be this way."

"Of course we do! I would be a terrible partner if I were not to bid you a tearful and dramatic farewell every time. Our feelings for each other cannot simply be conveyed through mere casual exchanges. They are powerful, unbidden, and roaring like the sea itself—or perhaps how I was a mere night ago."

Your face goes red. "Arashi! Please!"

I let out a wistful sigh. "You are right. Mayhaps this dramatic fool is too outspoken in their desires. Besides, it is not fair to you for me to make such a fuss. I'm sure you will miss me even greater than I shall miss you."

The corner of your mouth quirks up slightly. I know how much you want to quip something back, but you cannot do so if I sprinkle in some grounded sincerity in my teasings.

"This is the last load I have. Afterwards, I'll come back to bid you a proper farewell. Can you stay strong until then, my dramatic horndog?"

I smile. "I shall do all that I can for you, my beloved. Would you want me to sing about our exploits in bed for accompaniment as you work? I'm certain your coworkers would love to—"

"Absolutely not!" Your face is bright red again, and you quickly make your way onto the ship, disappearing into the bowels of that loathsome beast.

Oh how cruel the sea can be. To be without the touch of your skin against mine, to be without the embrace of your arms, to be without the warmth of your breath on my neck. All because of the need to catch a delicious and rather pricy fish.

The thought is enough to bring tears to my eyes, and I let them roll down my cheek and fall to the cold ground below. If only I could convey the true depths of my sadness—

"Arashi, do you always stare blankly into the sky like this when I'm gone?"

Ah! You have returned so quickly! And here I was, expecting to be left alone and with nothing to do while I waited for you.

I look to you, but the tears in my eyes are clouding my vision. You seem to be flustered for some unknown reason. Is it because of my efforts to look pleasing to your eye? Or perhaps it's because you are recounting the way that I trace pleasure into your—

You clear your throat and gaze right into my eyes. Hm? What is this. Your chest is filling with air. It is almost as if you are to…

 "Your hair is like silk in my hand,

 Your eyes are like gems in my sight.

 And while I'm away from sweet land,

 I hope my words help with your plight.

 Your voice is annoying sometimes,

 But also breathtakingly bright.

 Your music compares to wind chimes,

 Though you lack required contrite.

 I'll miss you as you always do,

 Even when sea's distance… benight.

 And while you may have a loose screw,

 Remember that you're my delight."

My eyes are as wide as the moon itself. I was not expecting such a display from you. I can feel my heart fill with emotion, and I can hardly contain the smile on my face.

"D-don't get used to that, okay?" You say as I rush to hug you. Your fellow fishers are staring and applauding your performance, and you are red as a ruby.

"Thank you, Minato," I say, but my heart still feels heavy. Such a heartfelt gesture only adds weight to the time we'll be apart.

You kiss me suddenly, and like that, my melancholy is momentarily banished. When you pull back, I see the longing in your eyes, but I know that the time has come for you to depart.

"Stay safe for me. Remember that." I can't bring myself to say any more, and I'm sure my eyes are already watering again.

"I will." You smile and brush the wet from my face. Then, you turn around and head up the ramp to the ship.

I stand there as the ropes are let loose and your vessel slowly drifts from its place of rest. You're on the back of the ship with your fellow fishers, who seem to be teasing you. I can't hear them. The sound of the waves and the wind block the words from reaching my ears.

That won't be a problem for me though.

I briefly contemplate what I'm about to do, but perhaps against my better judgement, I decide to go through with it. I quickly snatch the condenser microphone and a portable speaker from their hiding places amongst the docks.

You're still looking at me, so you very clearly see what I'm about to do. The sudden redness from your face is like a beacon that draws the attention of the others. You begin to frantically wave your arms to dissuade me, and I can faintly hear you shout, "ARASHI! NOOOO!!!"

I smirk.

Arashi, yes.

I inhale, filling my lungs with the crisp morning air and letting it settle inside me. And then, with a mighty exhale, I let my voice fill the air and echo across the waves that carry you away from me, amplified in part by the wondrous gift you bestowed upon me earlier.

 "My beautiful husband, I wish you safe voyage.

 Your warmth hath filled me well and given me reprieve.

 I shall miss your embrace, and your smile so joyous.

 So sail well for me now, do not make my soul grieve.

 This last song shall be short, I shan't keep you for long.

 Despite my lonely heart, and my feelings complex.

 For I shall be steadfast; you too must remain strong.

 No matter our distance, or how bad I want sex."

Laughter erupts from amongst the deck of the ship and from some of the bystanders at the docks, and I can see that you're positively mortified by the conclusion of my sonnet. You shoot a rather rude gesture my way with your hands before following it up with a final wave goodbye.

I'll miss you until the ocean brings you back to me.

Goodbye, my love—my dearest husband and friend.