2 months later
I place the last of my bags into the trunk of the white van. My hands rest on my hips as I survey the parking lot. This will be the last time I ever see it. I don't know how to feel. The May sun is bright. High in the sky and lighting everything beneath it. I can hear the faint roar of the river and I smile. Everything will be okay
"You gonna be okay?" His voice is strained and I look at him. His eyes are dim, even in this bright afternoon light. I nod and open my arms, allowing him to walk into my embrace. He squeezes me tight, lifting me off the ground. "I love you, babe."
"I love you too, muffin."
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Later, as I stare out the car window and out at the blurring trees, my phone rings. We've been driving for almost 15 hours and our destination was closing in on us.
I pick my phone up and glance at the screen. My stomach lurches at the message.
I tried holding onto everything we were, but I'm scared I'm going to forget the hell we've put each other through. Over and over and over. So i guess this is me letting go
Always in my fucking heart, baby girl❤️- D
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