inkling teen magazine 2021 - Flipbook - Page 21
had explained, that like the round silver,
our love would have no end. I wish that I
hadn’t laughed and teased him for
sounding so cliché because now, forever
seemed like a luxury.
There were too many words that had been
left unsaid, feelings that still needed to be
shared. A life still left to live.
My heart longed to feel the cool rain hit
against my skin; for it to dampen my hair,
to smell the dew it would create the next
morning. To see Silas standing over the
oven, flipping pancakes, despite the smell
of bacon burning. My eyes yearned to see
him laughing again, his nose scrunched
and body keeling over-- to see him happy.
Straining my neck to look up at the sky
once more, knowing it was about to begin.
