7 Ginger
7
Ginger
I sat there and watched the planes waiting to take off on the runway, thinking to myself, I should be sad . I should have been missing Dean, trying to figure out why he’d left me and what was going to become of my life from then on. But I wasn’t. All I could think about was memorizing every detail of Rhys that I’d learned in those few hours. I could recall every touch and the gravelly tone in his voice. The way he looked at me. The way the corners of his eyes crinkled when he laughed. The lightness in my stomach when his thumb followed the course of my veins, as if he were feeling my pulse. And the moon I could see from his window. And us on the moon.
Can you fall in love with a person after just a few hours?
Can you forget them a few hours later?