Grandma Lou is driving me to the airport, she doesn’t want anyone else to do so.
She gets weird every time we talk about the fire and me moving away.
I hope that one day she understands why I had to go.
This town feels too small to me right now, just like it has for years.
But now it is like I have to break free.
Have my own life without the memories of that night and him.
I can’t stop thinking about him.
He left without saying goodbye, just like everyone else.
He broke my heart even more.
I still don’t want to believe that our story ended here.
It couldn’t.
There is no way.
But still, I miss him, the boy who changed me.
His eyes.
His lip ring.
His smile.
His lips.
His band shirts.
His skateboard.
His playlists.
I wonder if he is still like that boy.
I bet not.
He must have grown up as I have.
At least I think I’m not the same girl I used to be only two long months ago.
That’s why it’s time to move on.
For now, my focus needs to be on my future.
My plans for the first week in the city include finding a new job as the money will not last forever.
Then I need a long-term place to stay.
First, I stay at the youth center that offers temporary accommodation for kids like me.
There’s no one left who would care, aside from my family.
