He reached over and brushed my hair out of my eyes and tucked it behind my ear. The gesture was so simple and familiar. I was reminded of the hundreds of times before this. I wanted to cry.
"Sometimes, you just have to let things go," he said then.
I looked into his eyes, eyes that I'd lost myself in countless times. Tears were escaping out of my control. I looked away, up to the stars. And I remembered the cool summer night we stood out in the street, alone, the meteor shower streaking the sky above us. I leaned into him, just for a moment.
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