Young woman sitting across from me… I was her. Eyes scanning textbook facts before an exam. Ambitions beyond clouds. Future glittering in gold.
I met him, waiting for a bus. He was older, seemingly wiser. We rode into a sunset of spectacular colour until the merry-go-round stopped. An unexpected rollercoaster ride followed, ending our relationship.
I maintained I’d never be like them. They whose faces wore glum; a buildup of adult responsibilities laced with disappointments.
I began talking with someone at a bus stop only to realize he was plugged into his personal selection of music.
I understood.
I met him, waiting for a bus. He was older, seemingly wiser. We rode into a sunset of spectacular colour until the merry-go-round stopped. An unexpected rollercoaster ride followed, ending our relationship.
I maintained I’d never be like them. They whose faces wore glum; a buildup of adult responsibilities laced with disappointments.
I began talking with someone at a bus stop only to realize he was plugged into his personal selection of music.
I understood.
