the fall • s.m.

40 • another goodbye

// margot kate franklin //

@margotkatefranklin: "I want to breathe you in like you're vapor, I want to be the one you remember, I want to feel your love like the weather, all over me." -Vapor, 5 Seconds Of Summer

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two weeks later...

"Why do you have to go back?"

I sipped my coffee as Shawn looked at me, his hand reaching for mine over the table. I took it and smiled. I had missed this. Just the little normal things, like going out for coffee. It was nice to have it back.

"It's ten shows, two weeks. I'll be back in no time," I told him.

"Two weeks is forever," he replied, looking down at our hands.

"I'll be back in no time, Shawn," I repeated, giving him a look. "When did you become the negative one?"

He shrugged. "You're a bad influence on me, Margot Kate."

I let go of his hand, and took another sip of my coffee and nodded. "That's probably true."

"It's definitely true. You mess me up," he told me.

"Well, no one is making you stick around," I replied, and he rolled his eyes.

"Please. What would you do without me?" he asked.

"Lots of things. Drink coffee alone, watch Friends alone, laugh at my own jokes. Leave town and not feel guilty about it," I answered with a small smile.

"Oh, come on, Margot. You know I don't want you to feel guilty about it," he replied. "I just want you to know that I'm going to miss you. A lot."

I nodded. "I know. As sucky as it is, we probably should get used to it."

"Nah, don't say that. We'll just go with each other," he said, grinning. "Hey, I could just come with you tomorrow."

I had to admit, the thought was nice. "As great as that would be, you've got stuff to do here. And I don't know, I kind of feel like I have to do this by myself."

He chuckled. "What, like to redeem yourself?"

I nodded, drinking my coffee again. "Yeah. What, I made it four concerts in and then almost died? I'm not going out like that."

"I respect your ambition," he replied, smiling. "Still, I wish I could come with you."

"Yeah," I said, looking down at the table. "Me too."

"There's always next time," he said hopefully, and I nodded.

"When you go somewhere, I'll make sure to be free. And then we can go together. Deal?" I asked and he grinned.

"Deal."

I smiled, daydreaming about the day when that would actually be the case. It's hard to believe that it will ever slow down. But the idea that one day all I've have to do is wake up and tell him I love him is a beautiful idea, more like a fantasy. It feels like nothing has gone slow this whole year; it's more like everything is in high gear. Right now is one of those moments I could have used a lot more of.