Description
I looked at Brielle as she cried a river, with ragged currents flowing down her cheeks onto the wilted collar of her navy blue shirt. "I'm so sorry, Adam." She wiped her tears and clutched the rusty handle of her orange luggage and walked away. I melted onto the cold marble floor of the airport and shed tears as if like my heart had just been wrenched from my body as I admired her face the same way I used to, but now from far away, how she's perfect, and how she was all my dreams come true. Her hair of golden fire swung and brushed against her shoulder and her eyes weren't as blue as blue as a cloudless sky on a summer day anymore, it was now dark blue with the rims of it red, from all the crying. Her face was flushed pale, as she nodded when her dad motioned her to come with them already. Suddenly, memories came flashing to my blank mind; the first time I kissed her, the first time I hugged her, and how I thought to myself that she was the one I'm going to be spending forever with. But now, all I could ever think of is how I can live without her. She drew farther and farther, until she was as small as a tiny dot as I closed my eyes tight shut and thought to myself, Will I ever see her again?
Prologue
