Time to Depart

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School was out for the last two weeks so students would go to have fun with they're friends before summer started and the graduates before they went to college. I spent them as memorable as I could, I didn't exactly know how soon she would have to leave she wouldn't tell me or talk about the subject at all. I asked her brothers and they told me was leaving on the 4th of June and school ended on the 31st of may already so there was almost no time really, I made calls every now and then preparing her for what was coming and supporting her all the way. Making her laugh when she needed it most, and hold her tight when she felt like crying without crying myself or else we wouldn't stop.

The night after she was gonna leave was harder than I have prepared from the start, I was so nervous and anxious I just wanted to be there to give her a proper goodbye one last time but I didn't have anyone who could take me to her. At three a.m. she arrived at the airport and told me her flight was at 6 a.m. I just told her that she'd better rest for the trip since we didn't sleep through the night talking. But I didn't rest myself, I couldn't. All I would think about was that She's officially gone now...

I know why I have to do, and that's to wait for the love of my life to come back to me. But before that, is to comfort her every single day, night and morning until she does.

*I was never psyched at the thought of her never being able to come back, but being strong was a risk I was willing to take*

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