Part seven: my heart was open

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The next day I woke up in my bed alone but still in the clothes from last night. I walked outside my room into the living room to see Jake all comfortable on my couch. I couldn't believe he was still in my house I honestly thought he went home. I checked the clock and it was only 7 so I showered and put on some normal clothes.

As I was about to walk out my room I heard a knock on my door.

"Good morning" he said calmly with a smile as I opened the door.

"Well good morning sleeping beauty, lovely to see you awake."

Before he could respond I moved closer and grabbed his face...

About 15 minutes later we made it to the kitchen and he made breakfast. A simple quick one because in 2 hours I had to drive him to the airport.

After we ate he went home and got everything ready to go.

Then it was time to say goodbye.

*at the airport*

"I'm gonna miss you so much please know that" I said with tears rolling down my face.

"Not as much as I will miss you," he said pulling me into a hug.

With that I watched him walk away.

On the drive home I balled my eyes out. I know I haven't known him that long but I spent every free hour with this man how was I supposed to not be sad? FaceTime and texting aren't the same as being there together. I'm gonna miss our weekly date nights. But most of all I'm gonna miss his presence.

When I got home I did a lot of work, ate dinner, then went straight to bed. I couldn't bare to think about him leaving for much longer. So sleep It was. (I'm aware I'm overdramatic.)

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