In Memory of Us

Roadtrips

Roadtrips were his thing.

(and I loved joining him because I knew it made him happy. And sometimes I wished that I was enough; but that sounded selfish so I pushed the thought away)

To the beach, to the mall in the town next to ours and to the hiking spot 3 hours away.

But sometimes, it was out of control.

I remember everyone getting so worried about him because they thought he was missing. He was gone for a month.

And he left no clue.

No contact.

No note.

Not even a cookie crumb.

He ditched everyone. No one knew where he was.

But of course, I knew him better than anyone else.

I knew he wasn't missing.

But I also knew that he was gone. Atleast just for a short period of time.

He always found it amusing how he comes back and those people who usually don't acknowledge him... suddenly cares. How he is. Where he went. And why he did it.

Like they've been a part of his life for so long.

And he didn't want that. He didn't want the attention. He just wanted to leave.

To travel.

To explore.

To discover new places.

To meet people.

But sometimes, it scares me.

A lot.

The thought that what if one day, in one of his travels, he finds a place that he grows to love, he meets new people, he gains a new hobby, and he never comes back.

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Does this seem familiar?

If yes, then we should TOTALLY be bestfriends.

This is inspired by Paper Towns. Written by the awesome -est , John Green.

I just watched the movie last night and I am OBSESSED.

And I guess this is the result?

Hehe hope ya enjoyed :)