Days like these were the hardest. Days where I can't stop thinking about him. Days where my mind races for an answer yet there is never one to be found.
Everyday I would constantly go through all of the facts that I know. First, he left on a Wednesday and I got the letter on a Monday. Those were the only two days he wasn't staying with me. He took everything when he left. He left the room exactly how I had originally had it. And he didn't say goodbye. Life seemed so bleak without him and I was left with nothing but a vague letter explaining how being with me just wasn't for him anymore. How my lifestyle is just to much for him.
I stared down at my now empty coffee cup processing all of my thoughts until a soft voice stammered breaking me from my thoughts. "Sir I can take that from you if you're done. I I don't want to rush you but we are closing in about 5 minutes." I looked up into the softest brown eyes I have ever seen.
I made a quick apology threw a ten on the table and quickly walked out. My heart racing like no other. I hadn't felt like that in so long I couldn't help the frustrated yell that escaped my lips.
I looked up from my steering wheel towards the door of the coffee shop and saw the young man climbing into the passenger side of a truck.
I looked for his eyes as the truck drove in front of me hoping to see them again. But he never looked up, part of my heart sunk wishing I hadn't run out of there so fast, or had spoken to him. Anything to see his eyes.
Shaking my head I turned my car on and pulled out of the parking lot. I couldn't help the slew of curse words that flew out of my mouth and the amount of times I had hit my steering wheel had caused the passenger in the next car to look over. I stuck my hand up in an apologetic manner and looked over.
Brown eyes were all I saw, they were searching my face with curiosity and concern. Until a hand swung and collided with his cheek causing him to cover his face. Before I could open my door the car took a sharp left followed by a stream of cars causing me to lose sight of him.
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Forgive Me
Random"If you are reading this letter then it has reached you in the most unfortunate circumstances." The letter continued on for about 3 more pages. I couldn't believe what I was reading, I couldn't comprehend the words written in dark blue ink. "I know...