I'm looking out at the sunrise and I can't help but feel so complete. I look over at her and god she's so beautiful. And I'm thinking about how happy she makes me and how that sometimes I'm the reason for her smile, which makes me the luckiest man on earth. She's so beautiful. And now I'm think about how I could go on and on about how much she means to me. And she would just giggle and tell me how cheesy I'm being. But it's worth it because her giggling is always worth it even if I'm making her cringe in the process. And I found her. I looked past her brokenness and because of that I'm so complete. I'm here looking at this amazing girl who makes me so utterly happy. And I just think to myself. I found her.
And it's weird to think about how this all started and how not that long ago we were just two strangers on a train who were going no where and decided to go no where together. And how some where along the way I fell in love with her and for some reason she fell too.
*one month earlier*
I grabbed my bag and I shoved as much shit as I possibly could into it. This is it. This is the last straw. I hate this town. I hate it. I'm leaving I don't know where but all I know is that I'm so much more then this dead beat town. I grabbed the stack of money I keep for rainy days out of the jar my mom bought for me for my 15th birthday. I know she's going to be upset at me for leaving but that's why I wrote her the letter. It explains everything and hopefully she'll understand why I did what I did.
I walk to the bus stop and thankfully the bus hasn't left yet. I go to the way back and slouch in my seat. I try to blend in but it's kind of hard when your legs are miles long. As I get comfortable I look to my left only to see some teenage girl smiling at me. I try to be polite and smile back but obviously she thinks I want her to start talking to me because all of a sudden she's telling me about how her friend Melanie is always bugging her about getting out more. This is great. I'm so happy when I see the bus pulling up towards the train station and as I leave the girl slips me her number which I just crumble in my pocket and remind myself to throw it away later.
As I get to the train station I realize something. I don't know where the hell I'm going.
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Finding You ||l.h.||
FanfictionThis is the story of how I found you. It's a pretty complicated one, with all its twists and turns and times when I felt like giving up. There were the times I cried and the times you cried. The times you left me and the times that I let you go. But...
