Say something I'm giving up on you
He didn't belong there, in fact he hardly belonged in her life.
He thought about this sad fact as he approached her apartment door that rainy morning.
Cole pulls down his hood and runs his fingers through his long, untamed hair as he stares at the golden brass doorknob of the door in front of him.
They were older now, and things just weren't the same. It seemed the older they gotten the colder their relationship had become, and it was only getting worse by each passing year.
He had grown even taller and broader than before, and she was still as slim as ever and was just all legs.
They hadn't all entirely quit on being ninjas, but it wasn't their main priority at the given moment. Sensi Wu had understood the responsibilities given to a young adult, and had let them off easy in order for them to settle down into their newly given life's. Only Lloyd had seemed all too interested to stay and keep his spot as the Green Ninja.
I'll be the one if you want me to
He sighs, closes his eyes, and lifts his fist to the door and raps it against the damp oak wood. The only sound that could be heard in those 30 seconds of waiting is the rain tapping on the black pavement behind him and the sound of his own heavy breathing. He opens up his eyes once again when he hears the door knob turn from the other side of the wood.
He lets his hand fall back down to his side when he sees a small crack form between the door hinge and the wall. His eyes drop down to the middle of the empty space and he is met with a face that he has seen multiple times before in his past that he feels like he should know by heart now, but doesn't.
Anywhere I would have followed you
He may only be getting to see half of her face this way, but he can definitely still see her. The first thing he noticed above everything, however, was her eyes. Oh god, her eyes. They had lost the hope and spirit that they once held so many years before, and the way the brown in them mixed with her black iris was haunting. Her skin was still as while as ever, along with her cheekbones, which had reached a pretty high height over the years. Her nose still held that pointed tip that he had always adored, and light freckles danced across the upper part of it. Her lips were chapped, he could tell, and he could also tell that she still did that nervous lip bite too, because she had slight indents from where she had bit down too hard in some spots. Her thin eyebrows still matched the color of her chestnut brown hair , which was down wavily and tangled and it look different to him because she wasn't wearing her regular old side buns, and he had never noticed how long it was until now.
Her eyes, again stare at his illuminated face for only about 2 seconds before she recognizes him in the dim porch light, and her head perks up and she squeaks, her eyes going wide. She quickly shuts the door and Cole just stares right back at the oak.
The rain is the only noise that can be heard again as he just stands there pathetically. Little does he know that the woman that had just closed the door on him was leaning up against it this very moment, her hands over her mouth and her eyes in panic scanning her tile floor.