"We were always meant to say goodbye, weren't we?" His quiet voice rasped from next to me as we lay on the road in the middle of the night. The beautifully carved snowflakes ever so lightly sauntered their way onto us as we both just enjoyed the quiet company that we very much needed. "Yeah, we were just so happy that we chose to ignore it." I answer, turning my head to look over at him as a teardrop escapes the corner of my eye. "But at least it was nice while it lasted right?" I say to cheer him up a little. He doesn't answer for a while but I hear him swallow. "Can I make a confession?" He turns to me. "Go ahead." I nod slightly looking into his glossy eyes. "You're always going to mean something to me. No matter how less time we spent, no matter how much we fought, no matter how much time we run out of, you'll always mean something to me. And that's the part that hurts." "Can I confess something as well?" I say, threading my fingers between his. "Mhm." He hums quietly. "Remember how I said I never wanted a future?" I question. "Yeah?" "Well, I lied." I swallow as tears choked my throat. "Because I knew that if I ever had the chance to have a future, I'd want it to be with you." // When two strangers meet by chance, they don't always have a choice in if they want to keep meeting. And that's called Fate. // ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @LOUISGURL1D NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! THE STORY CONTAINS MATURE THEMES/ VIOLENCE/ HEALTH CONDITIONS/ MENTAL HEALTH/ SEXUAL CONTENT/ DRUGS.