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Before I have the chance, he takes my hand and places it on his chest. “Calla, if we are just fucking friends, then why do I feel like this every time I’m around you?” Between breaths, his heartbeat thunders under my hand, matching mine.
It’s as if he has hidden his true self for far too long, as if he has been slowly withering away, and now he’s fighting for a vibrant existence.
With him, I am no longer just existing; I feel like I’m truly living.
That is until I hear three words that constrict my heart. They make my breath hitch and almost halt me in my tracks. They almost make me stop and go back. Almost.
In the end, nobody can heal me except for myself, no matter how firm the bandage of love is.
They say time heals all wounds, but how much time is enough to heal the countless ones of mine? Or am I a lost cause, with time being an irrelevant factor?
Nevertheless, take everything as it comes, for it’s a gift to be able to move through time and experience what the universe offers you—no matter how forbidding it may seem.
Maybe we’ll meet again in another life. When the stars align.
