Swimming to Safety - Excerpt

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I had to drive by your apartment today.

I had no other choice.

I saw where I used to live with you, and I could still see how I had organized the messy bookshelves in the apartment.

And there it came.

All the memories, the sadness, the heartbreak, they all came back and drowned me like they do every time I pass.

I had drowned like this before, and I pulled myself out of it.

But today I realized, while I was drowning in the memories, I missed you.

I missed us.

Maybe I'm not going to swim to safety the next time I start drowning.

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