Status: in the making?
It Was Always You
I'm Forever Yours
It was summer – I remembered that distinctly. My suitcase felt heavier than it should have, but when I saw him standing there on the other side of the train tracks, it seemed that every single part of me had ten times more weight than usual.
I blinked once, and then twice, before finally placing my bag down on the steaming pavement, lifting up my sunglasses to the top of my head, and staring at him for the first time in years.
My throat clenched up and I slid down my sunglasses again to hide the tears that had started streaming down my cheeks.
For the first time in so long – since my mom left, and he had moved away – I didn't feel the need to pretend. Everything was alright again.
I was going to be alright.
I blinked once, and then twice, before finally placing my bag down on the steaming pavement, lifting up my sunglasses to the top of my head, and staring at him for the first time in years.
My throat clenched up and I slid down my sunglasses again to hide the tears that had started streaming down my cheeks.
For the first time in so long – since my mom left, and he had moved away – I didn't feel the need to pretend. Everything was alright again.
I was going to be alright.