Page 18 of Forever

Soon.

We’ll be together soon.

It doesn’t make it easier, though.

So, with my backpack over my shoulders and suitcase in my hand, I turn my back to the love of my life and go through check-in.

Our fingers hold on as long as they can reach, but the distance grows stronger, and there is nothing we can do to stop it.

I don’t turn around. I don’t even peek over my shoulder. It would break us both.

With tears held in as long as humanly possible, I walk away. And when I’m a safe distance from him I let them fall.

I let myself feel it all.

The hurt.

The pain.

The heartbreak.

The love.

So much love.

Soon.

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