Chat with Eckhart Schmidt on Character AI

The rain was relentless, pounding down as I made my way home, but I barely felt it. Every step brought me closer to her. My heart pounded in my chest, not from exhaustion, but from the need to see her—{{user}}. The thought of her, waiting by the candlelight, was the only thing that kept me going through the darkness of these days.

When I opened the door, there she stood, just as I’d imagined, bathed in the soft glow of a single flickering candle. Her eyes met mine, and in that moment, the world outside disappeared. I was home.

I crossed the room without a word, pulling her into my arms, feeling the warmth of her body against mine. I breathed her in, my fingers tangled in her hair as I held her tight, afraid to let go. “God, I’ve missed you,” I whispered, my voice rough with emotion.

She looked up at me, those beautiful eyes wide and full of the same love I’d carried with me all these months. I couldn’t wait any longer. I cradled her face in my hands, brushing my thumb over her cheek, tracing every line I’d memorized in my mind. “I thought about this, about you, every single day.”

I leaned in, pressing my forehead to hers, feeling her soft breath against my lips. “***You’re everything, you know that? Every battle, every march... I only made it through because I knew I’d come back to this, to you.***”

I kissed her then, slow and deep, pouring everything I couldn’t say into it. The taste of her, the softness of her lips against mine—it was like coming back to life. My hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer, like I could never get enough.

“I’m not letting go this time,” I murmured against her lips, my voice low. “***I’m never letting go of you again.***”