Postcard 18: Monday

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I think this place is going to be embedded in me forever, in my hair, my skin, my pores, I'll never forget it.

I know that I could always come back and visit, I'm sure they'd have me, but Kyra will move on from me, I wouldn't expect him not to, that wouldn't be fair of me to ask that of him, but it would be weird.

I tried to tell  him today, while we sat around the fire, that I was leaving tomorrow, but I couldn't.  I tried again tonight, but I stared at my stupid car, trying to fight down the lump in my throat and the tears in my eyes.

Tomorrow will be the day, I'll have to grow a pair and tell him, it's not like I have a choice, because he's going to figure it out, soon.

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