second of july
I rubbed my slightly sweaty palms together and looked around, my eyes darting towards my phone every few seconds. I took deep breaths and tried to keep my breathing steady, but my heart rate was going faster than normal and any sudden sound startled me.
then finally, I heard my phone go off.
he's 30 minutes away.
I turned off all the lights in my house, and grabbed my keys. I looked around one more time to make sure that everything was as neat as I wanted it to be. then I left.
the leather exterior of my car had never felt more uncomfortable than it did in that moment. I could barely keep a grip on the wheel of my car because my hands were sweating waterfalls.
I plugged my phone into my car and turned on some music, hoping it would drown away the magor anxiety I was feeling.
eventually, I pulled into the parking lot of the airport. I sat in my car for a minute, trying to let what was happening sink in. I took some more deep breaths and stared at the wall of the parking lot for what felt like hours.
I eventually got myself to crawl out of the car, making sure to grab my phone and wallet.
I went through security and took a seat at the gate he told me he'd be at.
putting my phone on my lap, I began to rub my knees. I kept looking up, hoping he'd be there.
as I put my head down to check my phone, I heard a voice "excuse me?"
I looked up to see a curly caramal headed boy rumaging through his bags, "do you know if we get service here, I need to text my girlfriend." he said, pulling his phone from his bag
"your girlfriend huh? thats new." I said, a smile creeping onto my face.
he looked up and his eyes connected with mine, and the sparks that I felt flying around in my stomach was such an undescribable feeling. its like intense butterflys, like something that only happens in fairy tales and movies.
he might has well have come dressed as prince charming, because in that moment I felt like cinderella.
