Still in school. Two minutes parting me away from him. The longest two minutes of my life. When this two minutes will end, I will be free from school and from anything that keeps me away from him.
One minute, fifthy-nine seconds….
It all moves so slow, like it doesn't want me to get on the street and run into his warm embrace. The bell rings. School is over. I run out the door before the ceacher even said we can leave. I am running down the stairs, down the hall, out the front door.
There he is, outside of his car, waiting for me. Everytime I see him, my heart beats louder as I begin to breathe faster.
His snow white hair was in my way of seeing his hot crimson eyes.
He looked at me, and whispered my name…