I opened the door to my childhood home and smelled the usual smell of fresh baked cookies. I love my mom, she's amazing! I went inside and called for her. She came running like a mad woman and started cheering and hugging me. She pulled into the living room and I greeted my dad. He was sitting infront of the TV smiling at this scene. My mom was bombarding me with questions for the next hour. I finally got out of her grill, by saying that I was super tired from the flight. I grabbed my bag and walked up the stairs. The walls were filled with my baby photos and drawings I made when I was in second grade. My mom literally kept everything and I mean EVERYTHING I have ever made. No, just me touching it made it something that in her opinion belonged into a museum. I opened the door to my old room. It smelled like freshly cut flowers. I walked in and the first thing I noticed was a picture of me and him hanging on the wall. I hope this stay at home can save our relationship. I layed on the freshly made bed. I wonder my mom still goes out of her way to tidy up my room and make my bed. I only came a couple of this times in one year. But she does and every time I come home, my room is spotless and my bed is made. I look around the room to notice old pictures of me and my best friend, all my medals from sports organised on my old table. There are paintings spread all across the room and in between are posters of my favourite boy bands and artists. My bed is an old wooden bed with really fine details and a bunch of throw pillows. But as I'm lying here, there is one thing I can't forget about.... I left, without saying goodbye to him. I miss him. The fun we had, just hanging out. I miss us. No, don't think like that, you can't! Forget about it, now! So I picked up my phone and went trough my contacts.
Text Message: *** [Hey, i miss you! Wanna meet up tomorrow? I'm in town 😉]***
No, i can't write that... Delete. Should I call? I was the one who wanted the break, I should be the one to call first, right. Oh, get over yourself, just text him already.
Text Message: *** [Hey, i miss you! Wanna meet up tomorrow? I'm in town... I think we can find back to each other! 😘 I still love you, you know that right?]***
I don't, do I really still love him. Too late, my thumb had already found the "send" button.
It's gone.
I was still laying here thinking, when my phone woke me up from my daydreams.
Text message: ***[Hey babe, sure. Come over here at 2.]***
Hey everyone!
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