I grew up with a starry-eyed notion of forever. Forever and a Day. That’s what he’d say. It sounded like a long time.
“That’s safe,” I sigh.
It’s the late nineties. Boyz II Men is crooning in the background. My heart skips a beat while I bury myself underneath the covers. I can barely hear the radio anymore.
I trace letters around with my fingers and smile. A promise of forever seemed ideal for my young, naïve heart. It felt like nothing could ever go wrong in the world.Read more »