Summer
“Are you okay? If you want I can go back and bring him to you kicking and screaming.” Rica asked as she sat down in front of me.
We were ready to take off and my stomach was in knots, I felt sick and it wasn’t just because of the plane— which was like an expensive hotel suite. My eyes were filled with unshed tears. I couldn’t accept that he’d let me go like this. I didn’t imagine that the hurt went so deep that he couldn’t bring himself to let go. I had thought our love was enough for both us to come over our fears. I did overcame mine. At least enough to stand up and kill someone because he made me brave. And it makes me think that I wasn’t enough for him to feel the same way. And I hated it. I hated that I was lacking, my love for him wasn’t enough.
As I sat there trying to swa
