Thalassophobia

I wanna go forward

Christopher

I told you about my decision, it was time for me to go forward. To forget my fear and to face it. Unfortunately, even if you were happy for me, so much that you never stopped smiling that day, I knew that deep down, you weren't even sure I was able to do it.

You were looking at me on this sweet afternoon, I felt your gaze on my back, more burning than the sun himself that was beating down on Australia.

You looked at me and you ran to me when my foot touched the water and when my panic attack started. I couldn't do it.

You don't believe in it, do you Minho?

No, you didn't believe in it, nevertheless, you were still there, holding me close again and again. You were loving me and hugging me, making me forget the pain in my heart.

"Angel, take your time, first, try to remember this night."

You were right, like always.

I listened, like always.

But that night, when my mother asked me to come back and when your father was looking for you, I did not meet her. We parted ways under the moonlight with a last kiss.

I went up to the bar and I asked them.

"_Where was I this night?"