The Distance Between Our Love

Noah.

October 21st, 2;45pm, 2014
Not a word was spoken the whole morning after I had told her. She refused to look at me, speak a word to me.
We packed, got ready, and left in the quiet. I could see the pain hiding it from her, had brought her. She felt alone, when she wasn't. I failed my job. I was supposed to be the one who holds her, who loves her, who's there for her, I completely failed her.
As much as it hurt, I was leaving in 13 days, we had to make this work. We had to enjoy those 13 days while they lasted.
We sat in the car, 15 minutes into the drive, she tried not to embrace my presence, to ignore me.
" Vera- Please, say something? I'm sorry.. I was going to tell you- But the closer and closer we got, the harder it was, truth be told I didn't know if i was even going. "
" Noah, I know you're sorry, I just cant right here, not now."
My parents shot each other a look from the front of the car, exchanging sorrows to each other.
. . .
An hour later when we had arrived at her house, she looked at me, sorrows in her eyes. She turned back to her house, walking off with not as much as a goodbye.
We were becoming strangers, when 24 hours ago we were in love. We still are in love, but what have we become?