He wasn’t the only one who left. The youth I had loved with all my heart left with him.
With an ocean between us, we met by chance. I knew it could never work, but I still bet all my heart on him.
Our love began at an airport and ended at an airport. It drained me of all my courage, and after a whole year of waiting, all I got in return was: “Don’t read too much into it.”
Some encounters, it turns out, are destined from the start to end in heartbreak.
