Lucas, My Love

Chapter Twenty

Luke's POV

I got on the plane and found my seat. Between the bitter sadness and the unexplainable excitement, I was pretty rattled. I sat down next to Michael and looked out the window. As the flight attendent went through the security precautions, we began to ascend. 

I couldn't get my mind off of Amelia as we flew through the clouds; I just wanted to be experiencing this with her. I remembered what she had told me and searched through my bag to find a folded piece of paper with my name on it. 

Lucas, My Love,

If you're reading this, you're probably on the plane to London with a gorgeous view of the sky out your window. I am so proud of you-- all of you-- and what you've become. As it breaks my heart to let you go, I know I have to. (and I really have no say in whether you go or not, but I'm glad you did.)

You're the wind in my world of paper, and I can't thank you enough for allowing me to see beyond the walls that were once standing. I found something I had written about you when I first met you and saw you on the jungle gym playing your guitar that day. "When I saw his eyes and heard his voice, my heart errupted and flowers emerged; my lungs swelled with stars, and I could feel the ocean." That may have been two juvenile years ago, but I am just as in love with you today as I was then-- moreso even. 

Baby, don't forget that your bones are meant to rattle, okay? I know you're not too fond of change, niether am I, but please experience everything enough for the both of us. I'm sorry for all of the chapped kisses and sweaty hands; thank you for putting up with me.

I'm going to miss your cheeky smiles and the way you get nervous when you want to ask me a question, and I'm going to miss the way you nudge your nose into my neck when you're trying to be annoying. (it never worked) I realize things won't be the same, but I won't give up on us just yet. ;) Thank you for never letting me fall to the hands of my own realism and for teaching me what love truly is. I will never understand how you make me feel so small yet so important, and I don't think I ever want to.

Lucas, I will infinitely be uninterested in a life without you. 

All my love and truly yours, Amelia

I set the letter in my lap and blinked away my wet eyes.

I composed a text to Amelia: "I miss you, and I'll love you through it all."

I sent the message, but it didn't go through. I sighed and ran my hand over my face and through my hair before I fell asleep.

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thanks for reading! hope you liked it. lame ending but i dont have time anymore to keep a story going. thanks again.