We've spent the evening making promises.
Promises to comfort each other.
Turns out you're just as hurt about leaving me as I am that you're leaving.
But after all these promises...
I think we'll be okay.
We've promised to call.
We've promised to text.
You promised you'd come back to me regularly.
Most beautiful of all...
We promised that nothing has to change between us.
We'll be okay...
Miles have got nothing on us.
There won't be a moment that I don't think of you.
There won't be a moment that I don't hurt over you.
Already, some days have almost been too much for me to bear the thought of losing you.
But I'll be counting down the days until I'm by your side, even if only for a moment.
I'll live every single day on your promises.
There was a time when I'd tell myself not to let you go.
But how can I ask you to stay here when the very air tears you apart.
I realized that it's true that when you love someone, their happiness is what matters most to you.
So I told myself it's okay to be sad but don't let him see it.
And you're so happy...
You're so so happy.
So I'm going to let you go.
I'm going to let you go and I'm going to be happy for you because I know I'll always have our beautiful promises.
We've got two weeks left together.
So I just need one more.
Promise not to break them.
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RandomFor anyone out there who is in the love with someone twice your age, I'm sorry... Hopefully it will make you feel better to read this like it did for me to write it.