We're all sitting together in the skywalk, although there's something about the word together that doesn't quite describe this situation. Yes, we are all in one group, and even though I'm really only a few feet away from you, it feels like a distance of a million miles. Yes I can look across the way and look at you. Yes I can raise my voice a tad from my normal speaking level so it will reach you. Yes I can hear your voice, even if it sounds a bit distant. But I'm not really close to you, not just in the physical part of this moment, but in the emotional part of this whole time we've been together.

So I'm stuck with my own thoughts, and yet my thoughts always seem to wander to you. What's running through your mind in this moment? Do I ever cross it? Do your eyes ever find their way to me as if having a mind of their own, like mine do? Do your fingers ever itch to run themselves over the lines of my face, or the soft fabric of my sleeve? Do you ever imagine what'd it'd be like to lie in a field with me, gazing at the stars and setting our cares free to roam among them? Do you ever think about these things?

I do.

And maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I should forget all of our 3am conversations, when you'd share the depth of your heart with a broken girl like me. When you'd say all the right things. When you'd never fail to bring a smile on my face. Maybe I should forget all our plans that we made together, all of our travels that we invented, all of our distant daydreams we came up with together.

Maybe the reality is that you only needed me for that short time. You only wanted me during those 3am talks, only wanted me when I wasn't easy to have. Maybe that's the reality of it all. And maybe I should let you go.

But it was never that easy, was it?

Authors Note:

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