Caring is a disadvantage, but, how can you not care?
His laugh, his smile, his kindness, his everything.
Funny isn't it, YOU, of all people, getting attached, ha.
But, life is so unpredictable, YOU still got attached.
Heartless they say, you believed as well, so why is there an ache in your chest? It's definitely not the gunshot or some other old wounds, this one is fresh, excruciating, gushing hot, red blood into nothingness.
Something is breaking apart when you turn around, board the plane, take a seat, stare out the window, you see him frown in the wind, you know he can't see you anymore, you let the smile you squeezed out fall.
The plane start to move, slowly enough, you keep your eyes trained on the brown figure, growing smaller, until he's totally out of sight. You feel a burning sensation around your eyes, could it be tears?
You fight the tears, if they were real. The small, narrow lavatory was a welcoming release, cool water trickle down your chin, finally chilling the burning feeling.
The person in the mirror is somewhat foreign red rimmed eyes (so they WERE tears...), and some other slight differences you couldn't word.
Your lips curl upwards, smiling, but still a sad expression, suddenly, peaceful? Assured? Resigned? Anything? Nothing at all?