Three thousand, two hundred and eighty miles.
That's the never-ending distance between us. Soon it will be only 5 miles, but right after that it will be
642 miles. It's so surreal to be talking to him again, but it feels so right. Like a piece of me was put back into place. I can't explain the feeling; it's something you have to experience to understand. They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder, and I believe that. What they forget to mention is that distance makes the heart crave and yearn for that someone even more.
What irks me the most about the situation is the timing. Right before I go to college, before I move on into a new lifestyle, he comes back. It's the ultimate twist in my new story. And it's killing me. I've never been the person who likes surprise endings, especially in my own life. But now he's here...
And I don't want to leave.
Leaving my friends is already going to be tough, this just makes it that much worse.
He makes me so mad.
But he is so close to my heart.
Darn him and his devilish good looks.
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