boy. {ministar; aly's}

eleven

I'll love you forever.
Is what he told me, without remembering forever is a long time.
He must've remembered Friday night,
because when I wrapped my hand around his,
and told him I loved him.
He didn't say it back.
"Mhm." He nodded.
So I stared at him for a moment,
but he just kept his eyes on the tv.
I could feel him drifting farther and farther away.
Until his heart was with someone else.
Until he kissed my forehead instead of my lips.
Until he let go of my hand and walked upstairs.
"Goodnight Vik, I love you." I tried again, helplessly.
"Yeah Simon. Love you."