What I Can't Say In Words

by screaming-poetically

I was inspired to write some 100 word drabbles. I didn't use names, so you can imagine who I'm talking about, if you so choose. Read and enjoy.

11. Chapter 11

I'm driving on the highway down to Boston. From there, I'll head to the Cape. I could use a little downtime. The weather is pushing eighty-five, and it's the kind of morning that can last all afternoon. Even so, I'm stuck inside the gloom.

All I can think of is you. Your kiss. Your arms holding me, like you'll never let go. You calling me, just to say you can't wait for me to come home. Home. What a difficult concept for me to grasp now. Now, that home is where you aren't.

"I'll never forget. I won't let go."