miles and miles

it would work

that morning, as they stood

in the same terminal as a few

weeks prior, they were sullen,

staring into each other's eyes and holding

onto each other because before long,

that would no longer be an option.

it was strange for them to think back

on how difficult it was for them to be apart,

yet there they were,

letting it all happen again.

they said I love you a few hundred

times and they kissed a few hundred more.

and as her flight got called,

they both felt it in their chests.

it was time to say goodbye.

it was time.

it was time.

there were tears and promises

and broken hearts and kisses,

but as sue walked away, looking back

at oliver every few feet and

clutching her scrapbook to her chest,

she knew oliver had been right.

it worked because it was real

and it meant something because it was real

and it made them whole because it was real.

it hurt because it was real,

and therefore,

it would work.

because it was r e a l.

THE END