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Thirty-seven: Nathan
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2022-01-15 02:03:19This Christmas is just like any other Christmas, yet it isn't. I thought it would be the same, but maybe I'm wrong. I keep looking for her even though I know she's not here. I'm with my family just like every year and yet, something is missing. Someone is missing.
She is missing. She, who draws a smile on my face, is not here and it's on me. I could have easily asked her to come with me, but I didn't and now I hate that I didn't. I didn't want to take her away from her family and what she's used to and involve her with mine while knowing that this won't be the same next year.
Then, when do we ever know that things are going to be the same? Nothing is certain and everything is prone to change in the blink of an eye.
I'm also a coward. I was scared of telling her to come with me, because I don't want to get used to her more, then not have her with me the next year. It petrifies me how my feelings for her keep developing. Every day, I want her more. I want
Sara Islam Published on January 15th, 2022
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