As I read "when are you coming to see me babe?" and I feel the rush of a hundred tears.
I froze, the words slipped my lips as I sat next to you on the train.
A slow kind of pain in my chest like it has been inflated and if I were to breathe, it's over... I'd pass out.
Hoping that with this trip we would have fixed, what had been broken.
Train has arrived at Midway Airport.. I let go of your hand... give your cellphone back to you, and tell you, that from all the people in the world to choose from, the person you decided to take my spot as your babe is my best friend.
Author Notes: First love always hurts and scars the most.