I sighed lightly as I pulled out of the driveway of my home to head to a place where I was so unhappy. I drove past that school and wondered if she ever read what I recently wrote.
I quickly ran into the restroom before the recent bell rings again and the bathroom is full with teenagers. I looked for my writing on the wall and it was now painted over with fresh white paint. I sighed in defeat knowing that the universe wanted me to leave her behind when I went back home.
The airport was cold and lonely, which made my stomach drop because I know its the exact feeling im going back to. I sat in my seat and waited for takeoff while I continued to write that book who's love story was similar to mine. Someone sat next to me and started to work on her own things. After a while I looked up and noticed Aziz. She had a stern look on her face and didn't look up at me. "I'm sorry" I whispered and she only continued to type on her computer. "For what exactly? Getting back with your ex girlfriend or leading me on?" She answered not looking up at me. "Both even if I didn't get back with her" I answered and she studied me for a bit and looked away. "Your eyes say different than that because I know you're hurting about leaving her behind" she mumbled and I only stayed quiet and laid my head back. "What choice do I have, shes married" I whispered. "If you love her you'll get off of this plane" she answered. I only ignored that and went on my phone. I came across a tmz publication where they announce that she's pregnant. I let the tears fill my eyes and I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I scrolled through my emails again and noticed one from my doctor. "You need an appointment set up again. Im sorry" I started to cry as my life fell apart and Aziz only grabbed my hand gently and let me cry. Because there was nothing I could do about anything anymore.
I cried writing this