She was his future; his freedom.
She signified any hopes
of getting out,
of finding himself,
of his potential.
No, he didn’t love her.
He rather despised her,
in fact.
But there wasn’t
anything he wouldn’t do,
to escape
this life he felt so
captured in.
She was in ticket out;
but she had no idea.
Falling hard and fast
for a boy
who was only using her
for success.
Sound like a familiar
tragic love story?
She would find out
at the last possible moment,
and he would desert her.
Unless, of course,
he fell in love as well.
Oh, the possibilities
in the hands of an author
are utterly endless...
