The Boy With The Blue Beanie

I promised myself that I would never think something more of the boy wearing the baby blue beanie that I met in my hometown. I vowed I would never again think of the way he lent his coat to me, staring at me through piercing green eyes. Most of all, I told myself that it was nothing more than a simple statement when I was on my hospital bed, he had murmured "I'll always find my way back to you". That is why now, I wonder, why am I on a train to Holmes Chapel in hopes that the the boy of my dreams, the hope for returning my memories, is still there, and hasn't forgotten me?
~Elizabeth Lewis