The New Boy In Town

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The New Boy in Town.

Our eyes locked and since then, I can’t look away.

He is a stranger, the new boy in town, yet those postcard blue eyes are to familiar. Travis.

I remember him passing through here a long while back. He has changed quite a bit, but it is definitely the same Travis I knew too long ago.

He starts walking towards me very slowly. With each step everything I’ve been trying to forget, rushes back.

It started on a day, a lot like today. Autumn leaves and raindrops falling outside the coffeeshop. I was sitting at my usual table by the window admiring the beauty outside. People always made me think of autumn leaves, raindrops and snowflakes but I soon realised that’s not true, people aren’t pretty when they fall. That’s when the bell by the door rang to indicate someone coming in. It broke my train of thought. And there he stood, Travis.

Our last conversation rings in my ears. He asked me to promise that I’ll never forget him or our time together but I couldn’t. I didn’t understand why he wanted me to promise something like that, as far as I was concerned people only ask you to remember them when they’re planning to leave and if he was planning to leave, how could he ask me to remember it. I will never forget the hurt look on his face.

Soon after he was gone and the only thing that remained was a note.

Dear Taylor

I’m not ever meant to be anything but the new boy in a town. I come and go as the wind blows. I’m sorry I had to leave so soon, I really am. I wish I could have stayed longer but the wind was calling me to a new town. I hope someday to return to Grayson and maybe, hopefully you’ll still be there, at your usual spot by the window in the café and I’ll stride up to you again.

Yours Truly
Travis

For days after, I would sit in the café waiting for his return but he never came. It’s true, once you stop searching, you find what you’ve been waiting for, now that I’ve stopped looking, stopped waiting, here he is.

He stops right in front of me.

“Hi,” he greets

Oh, how I’ve missed his sweet voice.
Maby this time, he’ll stay longer, long enough to not be the “New Boy” anymore.

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