Cross My Heart

by Megan Collins

you’re stuck at the end of the last finish line? What if your time runs out, and in the end, you’re stuck with only yourself?

There’s no way of knowing, no guarantees. Love is too fickle and unpredictable for that. Life is too.

My time is already worthy, just by being mine, and I can use it to do the things I love: laughing with friends, reading good books, listening to Taylor Swift, finding ways to ease people’s burdens. And who knows what else I’ll discover about myself when I’m not worrying over a relationship or stressing about romantic prospects. Who knows what else I’ll become. Even if my worst fear comes to fruition, even if I’m alone in a hospital during my final moments, at least I’ll know that I actually lived. That I loved and cherished myself while I did.